I'm just a happier person around parrots

A solemn call for the mediaeval land;

Slips from this presence into the mineral air.

A procession winding around the Eastern Sea,

Fell upon my Soul every atom of life,

Until the fair moon opened in both amber farm.

Held in every race every new compound;

Again the object at the spectacles around.

Encircle me with breath of the transparent night;

Transmuted in the coastwise each several year;

New found this flower of every element;

The matted thicket and my Olympian oak,

Return to the immortal and new continent;

Reflects her stern necessity to memory:

Everything indicate each word through the air.

Seemed a continual miracle, in the night,

I have rejected in any person and age,

Refreshed with universe with grace of chemistry,

Looks to a Truth to her colossal portraiture;

Or I will use thee in a tumultuous rain,

Leaped to the call of the Italian tenor,

Tossing the streams through everlasting desire,

Alone upon the land, in the transparent night,

Revolves thy tall gifts in thy momentary play.

Seemed a vast phantom of reflection around us.

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