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...starry eves, The glorious splendour of her sunset clouds, The rainbow beauty of her forest leaves, Come o'er the eye, in solitude and crowds, Where'er his web of song her poet weaves j And his mind's brightest vision but displays The autumn scenery of his boyhood's days. And when you...

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...and starry eves, The glorious splendor of her sunset clouds, The rainbow beauty of her forest leaves, Come o'er the eye, in solitude and crowds, Where'er...boyhood's days. And when you dream of woman, and her love; The mother smiling in her infant's bower; Forms, features, worshipp'd while we breathe or move, Her...

...starry eves, The glorious splendour of her sunset clouds, The rainbow beauty of her forest leaves, Come o'er the eye, in solitude and crowds, Where'er...maiden, listening in the moonlight grove, The mother smiting in her infant's bower; Forms, features, worshipped while we breathe or move, Be by some spirit...

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...starry eves, The glorious splendor of her sunset clouds, The rain-bow beauty of her forest leaves, Come o'er the eye, in solitude and crowds, Where'er his web of song a poet weaves ; And his mind's brightest vision but displays The autumn scenery of his boyhood's days....

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...Tile glorious splendour of her gunset clouds, The rainbow beauty of her forest leaves, That greet his eye in solitude and crowds, Where'er his web of song her poet weaves ; Her autumn scenery — surpassing in gorgeous magnificence all sights in the transatlantic world...