On the death of Echo, a Lap-dog
In wood and wild, ye warbling throng,
Your heavy loss deplore;
Now half extinct your powers of song,
Sweet Echo is no more.
Ye jarring, screeching things around,
Scream your discordant joys;
Now half your din of tuneless sound
With Echo silent lies.
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SECOND VERSION
Ye warblers of the vocal grove,
Your heavy loss deplore;
Now half your melody is lost,
Sweet Echo is no more.
Each shrieking, screaming bird and beast,
Exalt your tuneless voice;
Half your deformity is hid,
Here Echo silent lies.
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