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From the god's dread anger fly!Cleanse once more the holy place,
1771.-----THE BEAUTIFUL NIGHT.
And sideways looks to learn if I will fly or no.And I--Oh gods! your hands aloneCan end the spell that's o'er me thrown;Free me, and gratitude my heart will fill;
The children they hear with delight.
Honour and pleasure he finds, when to his garden he looks.-----AH, my maiden is going! she mounts the vessel! My monarch,
Through the heat, to bleach;But, alas, I scarce have strength
One the pigeons praised,--the other,
OH thou sweet maiden fair,Thou with the raven hair,
And yellow hats wear!
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