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...nut, When the reason stands on its squarest toes, When the mind (like a beard) has a "formal cut," — There is place and enough for the pains of prose; But whenever the May-blood stirs and glows, And the young year draws to the "golden prime," And Sir Romeo sticks...

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...and rut, In November fogs, in December snows, When the North Wind howls, and the doors are shut, — There is place and enough for the pains of prose ; But whenever a scent from the whitethorn blows, And the jasmine-stars at the casement climb, And a Rosalind-face at...

...When the reason stands on its squarest toes, When the mind (like a beard) has a " formal cut," — There is place and enough for the pains of prose : But whenever the May-blood stirs and glows, And the young year draws to the "golden prime," And Sir Romeo sticks...