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joy, and welcome sorrow,
 * Lethe's weed and Hermes' feather;

Come to-day, and come to-morrow,
 * I do love you both together!—
 * I love to mark sad faces in fair weather;

And hear a merry laugh amid the thunder;
 * Fair and foul I love together:

Meadows sweet where flames are under, And a giggle at a wonder; Visage sage at pantomime; Funeral, and steeple-chime; Infant playing with a skull; Morning fair, and shipwreck'd hull: Nightshade with the woodbine kissing Serpents in red roses hissing; Cleopatra regal-dress'd With the aspic at her breast; Dancing music, music sad, Both together, sane and mad; Muses bright, and muses pale; Sombre Saturn, Momus hale;— Laugh and sigh, and laugh again; Oh the sweetness of the pain! Muses bright and muses pale, Bare your faces of the veil; Let me see: and let me write Of the day, and of the night— 