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Old Rome consulted birds; Lorenzo! thou,
With more success, the flight of Hope survey;
Of restless Hope, for ever on the wing.
High-perch'd o'er every thought that falcon sits,
To fly at all that rises in her sight;

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And, never stooping but to mount again
Next moment, she betrays her aim's mistake,
And owns her quarry lodged beyond the grave.