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...felt the softness of the hour Sink on the heart, as dew along the flower? With a pure feeling which absorbs and awes While Nature makes that melancholy...concord, and a bright regret, A glorious sympathy with suns that set ? 'Tis not harsh sorrow, but a tenderer woe, Nameless, but dear to gentle hearts below,...

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...felt the softness of the hour Sink on the heart, as dew along the flower ? With a pure feeling which absorbs and awes While Nature makes that melancholy...— and a bright regret, A glorious sympathy with suns that set ? "Tis not harsh sorrow — but a tenderer woe, Nameless, but dear to gentle hearts below,...

...felt the softness of the hour Sink on the heart, as dew along the flower ? With a pure feeling which absorbs and awes While nature makes that melancholy...concord, and a bright regret, A glorious sympathy with suns that set ? "Tis not harsh sorrow, but a tenderer woe, Nameless, but dear to gentle hearts below,...

...felt the softness of the hour Sink on the heart, as dew along the flower ? With a pure feeling which absorbs and awes While Nature makes that melancholy...— and a bright regret, A glorious sympathy with suns that set? 'Tis not harsh sorrow — but a tenderer woe, Nameless, but dear to gentle hearts below,...

...felt the softness of the hour Sink on the heart, as dew along the flower ? With a pure feeling, which absorbs and awes, While nature makes that melancholy...— and a bright regret, A glorious sympathy with suns that set?" BYRON. THE important business which day brought with it; a matter of life or death...