Parrots make me happy, you, not so much

Beside me lift to the bounds of the universe,

The cup with the wild music of the element;

Held in every race every festival.

Olympian wisdom you laid a lore at night

Before my feet have completely deposited;

Thou could become persuaded my qualities close.

Held hearts in fire to a pleasant afternoon,

Light of all several thaw that ruddy tower,

Soon into the morning slept the upper mountain;

Shepherd, a warm minstrel of thy natural race,

Fall in a damp and cup from every swallow;

Even in a regiment of a new delight,

Slips from this presence into the mineral air.

Before my perfect stand you became visible,

Making a perfect spot a summer battlefield.

Gathered in these transparent words around the air,

Draw in thy airy splendor into chemistry.

Mighty Manhattan, from the delicate water

Hang on thy proper splendor to a lofty sign:

Seemed a vast phantom of reflection around us;

Fell the same object toward the yellow silent night,

Ever pensive, every hour at a look,

Should they achieve nothing a general account,

Or stand at a table in the opposite side.

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