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Musicians wrestle1 everywhere -- All day -- among the crowded air I hear the silver strife2 -- And -- walking -- long before the morn -- Such transport breaks upon the town I think it that "New Life"! If is not Bird -- it has no nest -- Nor "Band" -- in brass3 and scarlet4 -- drest -- Nor Tamborin -- nor Man -- It is not Hymn5 from pulpit read -- The "Morning Stars" the Treble led On Time's first Afternoon! Some -- say -- it is "the Spheres" -- at play! Some say that bright Majority Of vanished Dames6 -- and Men! Some -- think it service in the place Where we -- with late -- celestial7 face -- Please God -- shall Ascertain8! 点击收听单词发音
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