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Come see the north wind's masonry. Out of an unseen quarry evermore Furnished with tile, the fierce artificer Curves his white bastions with projected roof Round every windward stake, or tree, or door. -Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882), The Snow-Storm |
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