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...skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all I saw : And as an hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations pass'd, Here to return — and die at home at last....

...skill, Around my fire an ev'ning group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all I saw ; And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return — and die at home at last. O...

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