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Rh Earth shudders, as her caves receive his bones,

Loathing the offering of so dark a death.

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The legal Ruler now resumes the helm,

He guides through gentle seas, the prow of state;

Hope cheers, with wonted smiles, the peaceful realm,

And heals the bleeding wounds of wearied Hate.

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The gloomy tenants, Newstead! of thy cells,

Howling, resign their violated nest;

Again, the Master on his tenure dwells,

Enjoy'd, from absence, with enraptured zest.

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Vassals, within thy hospitable pale,

Loudly carousing, bless their Lord's return;

Culture, again, adorns the gladdening vale,

And matrons, once lamenting, cease to mourn.

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A thousand songs, on tuneful echo, float,

Unwonted foliage mantles o'er the trees;