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...rabbit's tread. The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrub the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow, through all the gloomy day. Where...are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas! they all are in their graves, the...

...rabbit's tread. The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow, through all the gloomy day. Where...are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in...

...rabbit's tread. The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay. And from the wood-top calls the crow, through all the gloomy day. Where...are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood t Alas ! they all are in...

...rabbit-s tread. The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrub the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow, through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the young fair flowers, that lately sprung and stood, In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood...

...wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay. And from the wood-top calls the crow, through all tho gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in...