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Samuel Longfellow - The dead leaves their rich...

The dead leaves their rich mosaics
Of olive and gold and brown
Had laid on the rain-wet pavements,
Through all the embowered town. (Samuel Longfellow)

The dead leaves their rich mosaics Of olive and gold and brown Had laid on the rain-wet pavements, Through all the embowered town.

Samuel Longfellow

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