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How sweet the tuneful bells' responsive peal! As when, at opening morn, the fragrant breeze Breathes on the trembling sense of wan disease, So piercing to my heart their force I feel! And hark! with lessening cadence now they fall, And now, along the white and level tide, They fling their melancholy music wide, Bidding me many a tender thought recall Of summer-days, and those delightful years When by my native streams, in life's fair prime, The mournful magic of their mingling chime First waked my wond'ring childhood into tears;— But seeming now, when all those days are o'er, The sounds of joy, once heard, and heard no more.
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