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Rh Here ended all the phantome play; They smelt the fresh approach of day,
 * And heard a cock to crow;

The whirling wind that bore the crowd Has clapp'd the door, and whistled loud,
 * To warn them all to go.

Then screaming all at once they fly, And all at once the tapers die;
 * Poor Edwin falls to floor;

Forlorn his state, and dark the place, Was never wight in sike a case
 * Through all the land before.

But soon as Dan Apollo rose, Full jolly creature home he goes,
 * He feels his back the less;

His honest tongue and steady mind Han rid him of the lump behind
 * Which made him want success.

With lusty livelyhed he talks, He seems a dauncing as he walks;
 * His story soon took wind;

And beauteous Edith sees the youth, Endow'd with courage, sense and truth,
 * Without a bunch behind.

The story told, Sir Topaz mov'd, The youth of Edith erst approv'd,
 * To see the revel scene: