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LXII
Play up, play up thy silver flute;
The crickets all are brave;
Glad is the red
autumnal
earth
And the blue sea.
Sappho
LXII
Play up, play up thy silver flute;
The crickets all are brave;
Glad is the red
autumnal
earth
And the blue sea.
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