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V.

ENDING.

That is solemn we have ended, -- Be it but a play, Or a glee among the garrets, Or a holiday,

Or a leaving home; or later,

## Parting with a world

We have understood, for better Still it be unfurled.

The stimulus, beyond the grave His countenance to see, Supports me like imperial drams Afforded royally.