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On seeing some beautiful Lines WRITTEN BY THE Marchioness of Stafford,
On the Death of the late Marquis.
Thus falls the stately Oak, which long had stoodThe pride, the honour, of th' extensive wood:
While the majestic form impress'd the ground,
While the dark forest breath'd a murm'ring sound!
Aurora op'd the portal of the sky,
And view'd the ruin with a mournful eye:
Then spoke—“Oh! be thou still to memory dear,”
And on the branches dropt the embalming tear.
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