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I went to Heaven-
'Twas a small Town-
Lit-with a Ruby-
Lathed-with Down-
Stiller-than the fields
At the full Dew-
Beautiful-as Pictures-
No Man drew.
People-like the Moth-
Of Mechlin-frames-
Duties-of Gossamer-
And Eider-names-
Almost-contented-
I-could be-
'Mong such unique
Society-