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Fair insect that with threadlike legs spread out	A
And blood extracting bill and filmy wing	B
Does murmur as thou slowly sail'st about	A
In pitiless ears full many a plaintive thing	B
And tell how little our large veins should bleed	C
Would we but yield them to thy bitter need	C
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Unwillingly I own and what is worse	D
Full angrily men hearken to thy plaint	C
Thou gettest many a brush and many a curse	D
For saying thou art gaunt and starved and faint	C
Even the old beggar while he asks for food	C
Would kill thee hapless stranger if he could	C
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I call thee stranger for the town I ween	E
Has not the honour of so proud a birth	F
Thou com'st from Jersey meadows fresh and green	E
The offspring of the gods though born on earth	F
For Titan was thy sire and fair was she	G
The ocean nymph that nursed thy infancy	G
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Beneath the rushes was thy cradle swung	H
And when at length thy gauzy wings grew strong	I
Abroad to gentle airs their folds were flung	H
Rose in the sky and bore thee soft along	I
The south wind breathed to waft thee on thy way	J
And danced and shone beneath the billowy bay	J
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Calm rose afar the city spires and thence	K
Came the deep murmur of its throng of men	E
And as its grateful odours met thy sense	K
They seemed the perfumes of thy native fen	E
Fair lay its crowded streets and at the sight	C
Thy tiny song grew shriller with delight	C
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At length thy pinions fluttered in Broadway	J
Ah there were fairy steps and white necks kissed	C
By wanton airs and eyes whose killing ray	J
Shone through the snowy veils like stars through mist	C
And fresh as morn on many a cheek and chin	E
Bloomed the bright blood through the transparent skin	E
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Sure these were sights to touch an anchorite	C
What do I hear thy slender voice complain	E
Thou wailest when I talk of beauty's light	C
As if it brought the memory of pain	E
Thou art a wayward being well come near	L
And pour thy tale of sorrow in my ear	M
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What sayst thou slanderer rouge makes thee sick	N
And China bloom at best is sorry food	C
And Rowland's Kalydor if laid on thick	N
Poisons the thirsty wretch that bores for blood	C
Go 'twas a just reward that met thy crime	O
But shun the sacrilege another time	O
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That bloom was made to look at not to touch	P
To worship not approach that radiant white	C
And well might sudden vengeance light on such	P
As dared like thee most impiously to bite	C
Thou shouldst have gazed at distance and admired	C
Murmured thy adoration and retired	C
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Thou'rt welcome to the town but why come here	M
To bleed a brother poet gaunt like thee	G
Alas the little blood I have is dear	L
And thin will be the banquet drawn from me	G
Look round the pale eyed sisters in my cell	Q
Thy old acquaintance Song and Famine dwell	Q
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Try some plump alderman and suck the blood	C
Enriched by generous wine and costly meat	C
On well filled skins sleek as thy native mud	C
Fix thy light pump and press thy freckled feet	C
Go to the men for whom in ocean's hall	R
The oyster breeds and the green turtle sprawls	S
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There corks are drawn and the red vintage flows	T
To fill the swelling veins for thee and now	E
The ruddy cheek and now the ruddier nose	T
Shall tempt thee as thou flittest round the brow	E
And when the hour of sleep its quiet brings	U
No angry hand shall rise to brush thy wings	U

William Cullen Bryant

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