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 And with each warm affection fill The heart by want and wretchedness made chill.
  When, at the dim close of day,  The Captive loves alone to stray  Along the haunts recluse and rude Of sorrow and of solitude; When he sits with moveless eye To mark the lingering radiance die,  And lets distemper'd Fancy roam  Amid the ruins of his home,— Oh give to him the flowing bowl, Bid it renovate his soul; The bowl shall better thoughts bestow,  And lull to rest his wakeful woe,  And Joy shall bless the evening hour,And make the Captive Fortune's conqueror.
  When the wearying cares of state Oppress the Monarch with their weight,
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