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399 A House upon the Height— That Wagon never reached— No Dead, were ever carried down— No Peddler's Cart—approached— Whose Chimney never smoked— Whose Windows—Night and Morn— Caught Sunrise first—and Sunset—last— Then—held an Empty Pane— Whose fate—Conjecture knew— No other neighbor—did— And what it was—we never lisped— Because He—never told—
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