noises

noises

Sweet sound
Fm all yir groves wch wth ye heavenly noises
Of yr freest instrumts were wont to sound,
And th’hollow hills fm wch yir silver voices
were wont redoubled echoes to rebound,
Did now rebound wth nought but rueful cries
And yelling shrieks thrown up into ye skies.  Spense

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