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 The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they?  The poetic reciter; or, Beauties of the British poets: adapted for reading ... - Pàgina 238 per Henry Marlen - 1838 Visualització completa -
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