‘And the sleeper, eye unlidding,

Heard a voice forever bidding

Much farewell to Dolly Gray;

Turning weary on his truckle-

Bed he heard the honeysuckle

Lauded in apiarian lay.’

‘And the sleeper, eye unlidding, Heard a voice forever bidding Much farewell to Dolly Gray; Turning weary on his truckle- Bed he heard the honeysuckle Lauded in apiarian lay.’

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