XXV + 

Licking the Arno + 

The little rosy + 

Tongue of Dawn + 

Interferes with our eyelashes + 

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We twiddle to it + 

Round and round + 

Faster + 

And turn into machines + 

Till the sun + 

Subsides in shining + 

Melts some of us + 

Into abysmal pigeon-holes + 

Passion has bored + 

In warmth + 

Some few of us + 

Grow to the level of cool plains + 

Cutting our foot-hold + 

With steel eyes + 