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 ODE ON THE FIRST OF DECEMBER. Written at the age of fifteen, and intended as a Com- panlon to Warten's Ode on the first of April. WITH hurried step and atte'd mien, Autumn deserts the sylvan scene; � While from the caverns of the North Surly Winter blustering forth, With his devastating train, Usurps the barren 6elds' again. See, as he comes, his icy breath Congeals the world to tansient death; And each remaining charm, that shone To deck the drooping year, is flown. The buds, that Spring's soft early hue Had tinetur'd in the tmbling dew; ......... Google

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