My cup is empty With no thought of new Spice and silk should be Of brightness so true! Joy, in this slow curves, Glittering, tangent, Blur back to the loop, Till it lay quiet. Dance, hoop, give the gold— Whirring them to dance, Jest the wonder souled. Kettle and fine art! Lyrics with help by versebyverse  

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Kettle and Fine Art!
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