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Behold how brightly breaks the morning!

Though bleak our lot, our hearts are warm.

James Kenney (1780-1849): Behold how brightly breaks.

Unthinking, idle, wild, and young,

I laugh'd and danc'd and talk'd and sung.

Princess Amelia (1783-1810).

A sound so fine, there 's nothing lives

'Twixt it and silence.

James Sheridan Knowles (1784-1862): Virginius, Act v. Sc. 2.