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 POEMS.                          165

Also, who laid the rainbow's piers, Also, who leads the docile spheres
 * By withes of supple blue?

Whose fingers string the stalactite, Who counts the wampum of the night,
 * To see that none is due?

Who built this little Alban house And shut the windows down so close
 * My spirit cannot see?

Who'll let me out some gala day, With implements to fly away,
 * Passing pomposity?