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epitaph on a lap-dog

named echo

in 18wend and wild, ye warbling throng,

your heavy loss deplore;

now, half extinct your powers of song,

sweet echo is no more.

ye jarring, screeching things around,

scream your discordant joys;

now, half your din of tuneless sound

with echo silent lies.

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