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Ah! where are they, who heard in former hours The voice of song in these neglected bowers? They are gone! --MOORE.
The chain is loos'd, the sails are spread. The living breath is fresh behind; As with dews and sunrise fed. Comes the laughing morning wind. --SHELLEY.