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    "text": "Wandering at morn,",
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    "text": "Emerging from the night from gloomy thoughts, thee in my thoughts,",
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    "text": "Yearning for thee harmonious Union! thee, singing bird divine!",
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    "text": "Thee coil’d in evil times my country, with craft and black dismay, with every meanness, treason thrust upon thee,",
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    "text": "This common marvel I beheld⁠—the parent thrush I watch’d feeding its young,",
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    "text": "The singing thrush whose tones of joy and faith ecstatic,",
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    "text": "Fail not to certify and cheer my soul.",
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    "text": "There ponder’d, felt I,",
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    "text": "If worms, snakes, loathsome grubs, may to sweet spiritual songs be turn’d,",
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    "text": "If vermin so transposed, so used and bless’d may be,",
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   {
    "text": "Then may I trust in you, your fortunes, days, my country;",
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    "text": "Who knows but these may be the lessons fit for you?",
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    "text": "From these your future song may rise with joyous trills,",
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