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They knew that she was weeping For the loved and for the dead; In silence and in solitude, Must such heavy tears be shed?

And can these notes, so long associate With love and sorrow, thus be turn'd to mirth, And we shall dance to what brought tears before? [Leaning from the casement. How beautiful it is! though on the air There is the stillness of a coming storm, And on the sky its darkness. On the west, Like a rebellious multitude, the clouds Are gather'd in huge masses; but the Moon, Like a young queen, unconscious, brightens still A little clear blue space; though rapidly