“Sweet empty sky of June without a stain,
Faint, gray-blue dewy mists on far-off hills
Warm, yellow sunlight flooding mead and plain,
That each dark copse and hollow overfills:”

—  Emma Lazarus

Beginning lines from Epochs I. Youth.

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American poet 1849–1887

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