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As I came to the edge of the woods,
Thrush music-hark!
Now if it was dusk outside,
Inside it was dark.
....
But no, I was out for stars:
I would not come in.
1 meant not even if asked,
And I hadn't been.
Robert Frost
Thrush music-hark!
Now if it was dusk outside,
Inside it was dark.
....
But no, I was out for stars:
I would not come in.
1 meant not even if asked,
And I hadn't been.
Robert Frost
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