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          I DROPPED my pen; and listened to the Wind
          That sang of trees uptorn and vessels tost--
          A midnight harmony; and wholly lost
          To the general sense of men by chains confined
          Of business, care, or pleasure; or resigned
          To timely sleep. Thought I, the impassioned strain,
          Which, without aid of numbers, I sustain,
          Like acceptation from the World will find.
          Yet some with apprehensive ear shall drink
          A dirge devoutly breathed o'er sorrows past;                10
          And to the attendant promise will give heed--
          The prophecy,--like that of this wild blast,
          Which, while it makes the heart with sadness shrink,
          Tells also of bright calms that shall succeed.
                                                              1808.


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