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Upon a Sabbath-day it fell; / Twice holy was the Sabbath-bell, / That call'd the folk to evening prayer; / The city streets were clean and fair / From wholesome drench of April rains; / And, on the western window panes, / The chilly sunset faintly told / Of unmatured green valleys cold, / Of the green thorny bloomless hedge, / Of rivers new with spring-tide sedge, / Of primroses by shelter'd rills, / And daisies on the aguish hills.
Twice holy was the Sabbath-bell: