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...the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind ; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made. But now the sounds...gale, No busy steps the grass-grown foot-way tread, But all the bloomy flush of life is fled : All but yon widow'd, solitary thing, That feebly bends beside...

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...loud laugh, that spoke the vacant mind ; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made. But now the sounds...gale, No busy steps the grass-grown footway tread, But all the bloomy flush of life is fled : All but yon widow'd, solitary thing, That feebly bends beside...

...the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind ; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made. But now the sounds of population fail, No cheerful murmurs fluetuate in the gale, No busy steps the grass-grown footway tread, But all the blooming flush of life...