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First in these fields I try the sylvan strains, Nor blush to sport on Windsor's blissful plains : Fair Thames, flow gently from thy sacred spring, While on thy banks Sicilian Muses sing; Let vernal airs through trembling osiers play, And Albion's cliffs resound the rural lay. Read the first page
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age
air
art
away
beauty
call
care
come
critics
day
death
die
end
ever
eyes
fair
fall
fame
fate
first
fool
friend
give
god
good
grace
great
hand
head
hear
heart
king
know
last
let
lie
life
light
live
long
lord
love
man
may
men
mind
muse
must
name
nature
nor
now
oh
old
once
own
part
passion
place
plain
poet
praise
pride
rest
rise
round
say
see
sense
shade
shall
sir
soft
soul
state
still
take
tears
th
thee
things
think
tho
thou
thought
thus
thy
tis
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turn
vain
virtue
want
whose
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without
world
ye
year
yet
