And miles around the wonder grew
How well did I behave.
And now the fancy passes by,
And nothing will remain,
And miles around they’ll say that I
Am quite myself again.
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O thou that from thy mansion
Dost send abroad thy children,And then dost call them home,That men and tribes and nationsAnd all thy hand hath madeMay shelter them from sunshineIn thine eternal shade:We now to peace and darknessAnd earth and thee restoreThy creature that thou madestAnd wilt cast forth no more.
Her strong enchantments failing,
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