If I were Lord of Tartary, I’d wear a robe of beads, White, and gold, and green they’d be - And clustered thick as seeds; And ere should wane the morning-star, I’d don my robe and scimitar, And zebras seven should draw my car Through Tartary’s dark glades.Lord of the fruits of Tartary, Her rivers silver-pale! Lord of the hills of Tartary, Glen, thicket, wood, and dale! Her flashing stars, her scented breeze, Her trembling lake like foamless seas, Her bird-delighting citron-trees In every purple vale!
(Pick out any three verbs)
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wear, wane, don
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They are verbs (I checked)
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