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334. Song—Fragment—Damon and Sylvia

 YON wandering rill that marks the hill,
 And glances o’er the brae, Sir,
Slides by a bower, where mony a flower
 Sheds fragrance on the day, Sir;
There Damon lay, with Sylvia gay,
 To love they thought no crime, Sir,
The wild birds sang, the echoes rang,
 While Damon’s heart beat time, Sir.

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