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Through the moil and the gloom they have issued / To the steps of the upwinding hill, / Where the sweet, dulcet pipes of tomorrow / In their preluding rhapsodies trill.
With a thud comes a stir in the bosom, / As there steals on the sight from afar, / Through a break of a cloud's coiling shadow / The gleam of a bright morning star!