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Whole Gulfs – of Red, and Fleets – of Red –
And Crews – of solid Blood –
Did place upon the West – Tonight –
As ’twere specific Ground –

And They – appointed Creatures –
In Authorized Arrays –
Due – promptly – as a Drama –
That bows – and disappears –

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