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September.

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The bubbled blue of morning-glory spires,     Balloon-blown foam of moonflowers, and sweet snows     Of clematis, through which September goes,     Song-hearted, rich in realized desires,     Are flanked by hotter hues: by tawny fires     Of acrid marigolds, that light long rows     Of lamps, and salvias, red as day's red close,     That torches seem by which the Month attires     Barbaric beauty; like some Asian queen,     Towering imperial in her two-fold crown     Of harvest and of vintage; all her form     Majestic gold and purple: in her mien     The might of motherhood; her baby brown,     Abundance, high on one exultant arm.

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