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I love, thou little chirping thing, To hear thy melancholy noise; Though thou to Fancy's ear may sing Of summer past and fading joys.
Thou canst not now drink dew from ?owers, Nor sport along the traveller's path; But, through the winter's weary hours, Shalt warm thee at my lonely hearth.
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