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...shield amid the ivatry waste." PoPE'S ODYssEY. " Why did I not pass away in secret, like the foiuer of ' " the rock that lifts its fair head unseen, and strews its " withered leaves on the blast •" at once an imitation of Catullus and Gray. " Ut_/7ai in septis, secret us nascitur hortis." "...

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