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Were natural mortal lady
Who had so little time
To pack her trunk and order
The great exchange of clime --

How rapid, how momentous --
What exigencies were --
But nature will be ready
And have an hour to spare.

To make some trifle fairer
That was too fair before --
Enchanting by remaining,
And by departure more.

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