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'LYRICAL PIECES. Why not gather all thy woes Into one full river, And as wildly forth it flows, Burst?and rest for ever'? THERE WAS A TIME, W?HEN ALL THINGS SMILED. ' ' THEES was a time, when a?l things smiled Beneath gay youth's enchanted reign; And barren heath, and wintry wild Seem'd cheerful, as the vernal plain. But, now, when peace and hope are fled, And youthful innocence beguil'd, 'The vocal grove--the flowery mead Seem cheerless as the wintry wild. ......... ?Google
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