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:; Lefc the moon 



Shine on thee in thy solitary walk ; 



And let the misty mountain -winds be free 



To blow against the* ; and isi after years, 



When these -wild ecstasies shall be matured 



Into a solsar pleasure vhen thy mind 



Shall fl a mansion for all lowly forms, 



Thy msmory be a dwelling place 



For all sweet sounds and Harmonies, oh ! then 



If solitude, or fear, or pain, or grief 



Should be thy portion, with what healing thoughts 



f tender joy wilt thou remember me 



And these my benedictions ! " WORDSWOK-BM. 









