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MUSIC AT HOME No sunrise chant on ancient shore and sea,

Since sang the morning stars, more worth shall be

Than ours, once uttered from the very heart

Of the glad race that here shall act its part.

Blithe prodigal, the rhythm free and strong

Of thy brave voice forecasts our poet's song! 4