Linenotes

Muse that late sang another's poignant pain MS. S. T. C.

In slowest steps the funeral steeds shall go MS. S. T. C.

Nodding their heads MS. S. T. C.

each deadly weed MS. S. T. C.

The] His MS. S. T. C.

songs] song MS. S. T. C.

issuing] hissing MS. S. T. C.

pour] throw MS. S. T. C. steams] steam MS. S. T. C.

thee] whom MS. S. T. C. Vine] Wine MS. S. T. C.

who] that MS. S. T. C.

various charms MS. S. T. C.

extend] expand MS. S. T. C.

How low the mighty sink MS. S. T. C.

seiz'd] chear'd MS. S. T. C.

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When from thy spout the stream did arching flow
As if, inspir'd

MS. S. T. C.

the glad] Georgian MS. S. T. C.

the swain] its form MS. S. T. C.

Note. A parenthetical reflection of the Author's. MS. O.

wings] wing MS. S. T. C.