From Eurpides Ii
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Samuel Rogers
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Dear is that valley to the murmuring bees;
And all, who know it, come and come again.
The small birds build there; and, at summer-noon,
Oft have I heard a child, gay among the flowers,
As in the shining grass she sate concealed,
Sing to herself…….
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