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...cold, thy race is run, 'Tis Mercy bids thee go. For thou ten thousand thousand yeJCrs * Hast seen the tide of human tears, That shall no longer flow. What...sway, Thou dim discrowned king of day • For all these trophied arts And triumphs that beneath thee sprang, Heal'd not a passion or a pang Entail'd...

...is cold, thy race is run, 'Tis Mercy bids thee go. For Hum ten thousand thousand years Hast seen the tide of human tears, That shall no longer flow. What though beneath thee man put forill His pomp, his pride, his skill; And arts that maile fire, flood, and earth, The vassals of his...

...cold, thy race is run, 'Tis Mercy bids thee go. For thou, ten thousand thousand years, Hast seen the tide of human tears, That shall no longer flow. "...and earth, The vassals of his will ; — Yet mourn T not thy parted sway, Thou dim discrownld king of day : For all those trophied arts And trinmphs that...

...tears, What though beneath thee man put forth His pomp, his pride, and skill ; And arts that made firo, flood, and earth. The vassals of his will? — Yet...discrowned king of day : For all those trophied arts And trinmphs that beneath thee sprang, Heal'd not a passion or a pang Entail'd on human hearts. Go, let...

...cold, thy race is run, 'Tis mercy bids thee go ; For thou, ten thousand thousand years Hast seen the tide of human tears, That shall no longer flow. What...and earth The vassals of his will ? Yet mourn I not thv parted sway, Thou dim, discrowned king of day ; For all those trophicd arts, And triumphs that...

...mercy bids thee go ! For thou, ten thousand thousand years Hast seen the course of human tears Which shall no longer flow. What, though beneath thee, man...skill, And arts that made fire, flood, and earth The vasssals of his will ; — Yet mourn I not thy parted sway, Thou dim discrowned king of dfvy ; For...

...cold, thy race is run, 'Tis Mercy bids thee go ; For thou, ten thousand thousand years Hast seen the tide of human tears, That shall no longer flow. What...though beneath thee man put forth His pomp, his pride, and skill ; And arts that made fire, flood, and earth, The vassals of his will? — Yet mourn I not...

...thy race is run — 'Tis mercy bids thee go; For thou, ten thousand, thousand years, Hast seen the tide of human tears, That shall no longer flow. What...trophied arts And triumphs, that beneath thee sprang, Healed not a passion, or a pang, Entailed on human hearts. Go — let oblivion's curtain fall Upon...