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- When first the vernal morn of life,
Beam'd on my infant eye,18 lines - Now Ev'ning fades! her pensive step retires,
And Night leads on the dews, and shadowy hours:40 lines - Hail! to the hallow'd hill, the circling lawn.
The breezy upland, and the mountain stream!16 lines - Soft silken flow'r! that in the dewy vale
Unfolds thy modest beauties to the morn,23 lines - Still is the night breeze!--not a lonely sound
Steals through the silence of this dreary hour;8 lines - Dear, wild illusions of creative mind!
Whose varying hues arise to Fancy's art,14 lines
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