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164 What varying colours, gay or grave, Shall tinge by turns the passing wave; Of objects on its banks what swarms— The loftier or the fairer forms— Shall glide before the liquid glass, And print their image as they pass? Let Fancy then and Friendship stray In Pleasure's flowery walks today, Today improve the social hours, And build today the Muse's bowers; And when life's pageant on will go, Try not to stop the passing show; But give to scenes that once were dear, A sigh, a farewell, and a tear.