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Now Lucifer ignites her taper bright To greet the wild-flowered Dawn, Who leads the tasseled Summer draped with light Down heaven's gilded lawn. Hark to the minstrels of the woods, Tuning glad harps in haunted solitudes! List to the rillet's music soft, The tree's hushed song: Flushed from her star aloft Comes blue-eyed Summer stepping meek along.