Love, Hope, and Joy, fair pleasure's smiling train, Hate, Fear, and Grief, the family of pain, These mix'd with art, and to due bounds confin'd Make and maintain the balance of the mind.
The dances ended, all the fairy train For pinks and daisies search'd the flow'ry plain.
Soft o'er the shrouds aerial whispers breathe, That seemed but zephyrs to the train beneath.
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