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NYJ-N.768.073
21 Apr 1768:41 (1320)
VISIONS OF FANCY. ELEGY III.
Bright o'er the green hills rose the morning ray,
The wood-lark's song resounded on the plain;
Fair nature felt the warm embrace of day,
And smil'd thro' all her animated reign.
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So may the sweet Euterpe not disdain
At eve's chaste hour her silent lyre to bring;
The muse of pity wake her soothing strain,
And tune to sympathy the trembling string.
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Or listen to the labour-soothing song
Of bees that range the thymy uplands o'er.
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