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Turn forth her filver lining on the night,
And casts a gleam over this tufted grove.
I cannot hallow to my Brothers, but
Such noise as I can make to be heard fartheft
I'll venture, for my new inliven d fpirits
Prompt me ; and they perhaps are not far off.

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