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I. THE GARDEN.
Above the city hung the moon, / Right o'er a plot of ground / Where flowers and orchard-trees were fenced / With lofty walls around: / 'Twas Gilbert's garden -- there to-night / Awhile he walked alone; / And, tired with sedentary toil, / Mused where the moonlight shone.