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1     I|     smote by the blustering south,~ Till all ablaze with bursting
2    IV|    of the cranes~ Among the south wind's aery clouds. Do thou~
3     V| blasts of north wind and of south,~ Heaven keeps his two goals
4    VI|  the sultry places down the south,~ Rising far up in midmost
5    VI|   and from climes adown the south,~ On to black generations
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