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-<div class="verse">I
+<div class="verse"><strong>I</strong>
 Among twenty snowy mountains,
 The only moving thing
-Was the eye of the blackbird.
+Was the eye of the blackbird.</div>
 
-II
+<div class="verse"><strong>II</strong>
 I was of three minds,
 Like a tree
-In which there are three blackbirds.
+In which there are three blackbirds.</div>
 
-III
+<div class="verse"><strong>III</strong>
 The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds.
-It was a small part of the pantomime.
+It was a small part of the pantomime.</div>
 
-IV
+<div class="verse"><strong>IV</strong>
 A man and a woman
 Are one.
 A man and a woman and a blackbird
-Are one.
+Are one.</div>
 
-V
+<div class="verse"><strong>V</strong>
 I do not know which to prefer,
 The beauty of inflections
 Or the beauty of innuendoes,
 The blackbird whistling
-Or just after.
+Or just after.</div>
 
-VI
+<div class="verse"><strong>VI</strong>
 Icicles filled the long window
 With barbaric glass.
 The shadow of the blackbird
 Crossed it, to and fro.
 The mood
 Traced in the shadow
-An indecipherable cause.
+An indecipherable cause.</div>
 
-VII
+<div class="verse"><strong>VII</strong>
 O thin men of Haddam,
 Why do you imagine golden birds?
 Do you not see how the blackbird
 Walks around the feet
-Of the women about you?
+Of the women about you?</div>
 
-VIII
+<div class="verse"><strong>VIII</strong>
 I know noble accents
 And lucid, inescapable rhythms;
 But I know, too,
 That the blackbird is involved
-In what I know.
+In what I know.</div>
 
-IX
+<div class="verse"><strong>IX</strong>
 When the blackbird flew out of sight,
 It marked the edge
-Of one of many circles.
+Of one of many circles.</div>
 
-X
+<div class="verse"><strong>X</strong>
 At the sight of blackbirds
 Flying in a green light,
 Even the bawds of euphony
-Would cry out sharply.
+Would cry out sharply.</div>
 
-XI
+<div class="verse"><strong>XI</strong>
 He rode over Connecticut
 In a glass coach.
 Once, a fear pierced him,
 In that he mistook
 The shadow of his equipage
-For blackbirds.
+For blackbirds.</div>
 
-XII
+<div class="verse"><strong>XII</strong>
 The river is moving.
-The blackbird must be flying.
+The blackbird must be flying.</div>
 
-XIII
+<div class="verse"><strong>XIII</strong>
 It was evening all afternoon.
 It was snowing
 And it was going to snow.
 The blackbird sat
-In the cedar-limbs.
+In the cedar-limbs.</div>
 
-    <em>&mdash; Wallace Stevens</em></div>
+<em>&mdash; Wallace Stevens</em>
 
 ### See also
 * [Winter](https://ericwhitacre.com/music-catalog/winter) by Edward Esch