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The past was all forgotten, and this day,
So full of sweet remembrance, did repay
Us both, for all our pangs of absence past:
Oh! happy day! why didst thou fleet so fast?
So full of sweet remembrance, did repay
Us both, for all our pangs of absence past:
Oh! happy day! why didst thou fleet so fast?
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Where is the beamy smile, love,
Which cheer'd our lonely isle, love,
Where are the roses gone, love,
That on thy fair brow shone, love?
That smile is fled!
Those roses dead!
Those happy hours!
Those lovely flow'rs!
Which cheer'd our lonely isle, love,
Where are the roses gone, love,
That on thy fair brow shone, love?
That smile is fled!
Those roses dead!
Those happy hours!
Those lovely flow'rs!
