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E'EN IN OUR ASHES LIVE OUR WONTED FIRES.
The seventeenth summer now, alas! is gone, / And still with ardour unconsumed I glow; / Yet find, whene'er myself I seek to know, / Amidst the fire a frosty chill come on.