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Could we forget the widow'd hour / And look on Spirits breathed away, / As on a maiden in the day / When first she wears her orange-flower!
When crown'd with blessing she doth rise / To take her latest leave of home, / And hopes and light regrets that come / Make April of her tender eyes;