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...! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying : Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying 0 love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill...flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. IV. " THERE sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound," Said Ida...

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