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...c That rears its old fantaftic roots fo high, * His liftlefs length at noontide would he ftretch, c And pore upon the brook that babbles by. ' Hard by yon wood, now fmiling as in fcorn, " Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; ' Now drooping, woeful wan, like...

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