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At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly
To the lone vale we loved when life was warm in thine eye,
Whoe'er has travelled life's dull round,
Where'er his stages may have been,
To thee, fair Freedom! I retire
From flattery, cards, and dice, and din:
Ah! Freedom is a noble thing!
Freedom makes man to have liking:
Since I do miss your vaice an' feace
In prayer at eventide,
Underneath this sable hearse
Lies the subject of all verse:
We were young, we were merry, we were very very wise,
And the door stood open at our feast,
Foolish prater, What dost thou
So early at my window do?
Short is the glory of the blushing rose,
The hue which thou so carefully dost nourish,
I've heard the lilting at our yowe-milking,
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