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SCENE. -_A sad-coloured landscape_, _Waddon Vale_
I. "O TIME, whence comes the Mother's moody look amid her labours, / As of one who all unwittingly has wounded where she loves? / Why weaves she not her world-webs to according lutes and tabors, / With nevermore this too remorseful air upon her face, / As of angel fallen from grace?"