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EFFUSION XXXVI.

WRITTEN

IN EARLY YOUTH,

THE TIME,

AN AUTUMNAL EVENING.

O Thou wild Fancy, check thy wing! No more
Those thin white flakes, those purple clouds explore!
Nor there with happy spirits speed thy flight
Bath'd in rich amber-glowing floods of light;
Nor in yon gleam, where slow descends the day,
With western peasants hail the morning ray!
Ah! rather bid the perish'd pleasures move,
A shadowy train, across the soul of Love!

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