In their Chapeaux of fire,
Martial as she!
Like her the Evenings steal
Purple and Cochineal
After the Day!
‘Departed’—both— ;they say!
i.e. gathered away,
Not found,
Argues the Aster still—
Reasons the Daffodil
Profound!
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