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Of Being is a Bird
The likest to the Down
An Easy Breeze do put afloat
The General Heavens-upon-
It soars-and shifts-and whirls-
And measures with the Clouds
In easy-even-dazzling pace-
No different the Birds-
Except a Wake of Music
Accompany their feet-
As did the Down emit a Tune-
For Ecstasy-of it