Seeing the couch where she that night had lain.
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The level sunbeams search’d the grassy ground
For diamond dewdrops. Ah! was this the place?
Where was the court, her home? she look’d around
And question’d with her memory for a space.
There was the cypress, there the well-known wood,
That wall’d the spot: ’twas here her palace stood,
As surely as ’twas vanish’d without trace.
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