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“Mondego’s daughter-Nymphs the death obscure wept many a year, with wails of woe exceeding; and for long mem’ry changed to fountain pure, the floods of grief their eyes were ever feeding: The name they gave it, which doth still endure, revived Ignèz, whose murthered love lies bleeding, see yon fresh fountain flowing ’mid the flowers, tears are its waters, and its name “Amores!”