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SO WAR HAS BEGUN
Drew less distressful breath,
As clear that music sounded,
And felt to his tired spirit come
The most delightful dreams of home.
Ah, well! we talk of war,
But peace is so much kinder,
That all our strife is for
Is just the hope to find her:
And see!—how Spring, with look serene,
Is garlanding her halls in green!
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