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Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. But the day when I rose at dawn from the bed of perfect health. Refresh'd, singing. Inhaling the ripe breath of Autumn, When I saw the full moon in the west grow pale and disappear in the morning light.
But the day when I rose at dawn from the bed of perfect health. Refresh'd, singing. Inhaling the ripe breath of Autumn, When I saw the full moon in the west grow pale and disappear in the morning light.