Parading

As I came through the desert: Lo you, there,

That hillock burning with a brazen glare;
That hillock burning with a brazen glare;
Those myriad dusky flames with points a-glow (James Thomson [Bysshe Vanolis])
Those myriad dusky flames with points a-glow (James Thomson [Bysshe Vanolis])

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