And seek a better heaven, and warmer climes.
Her sons were summoned on a steeple's height,
And, called in common council, vote a flight.
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The day was named, the next that should be fair; }
All to the general rendezvous repair, }
They try their fluttering wings, and trust themselves in air. }
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But whether upward to the moon they go, }
Or dream the winter out in caves below, }