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    Ode to Pity
    by Jane Austen


    1

    Ever musing I delight to tread
    The Paths of honour and the Myrtle Grove
    Whilst the pale Moon her beams doth shed
    On disappointed Love.
    While Philomel on airy hawthorn Bush
    Sings sweet and Melancholy, And the thrush
    Converses with the Dove.

    2

    Gently brawling down the turnpike road,
    Sweetly noisy falls the Silent Stream--
    The Moon emerges from behind a Cloud
    And darts upon the Myrtle Grove her beam.
    Ah! then what Lovely Scenes appear,
    The hut, the Cot, the Grot, and Chapel queer,
    And eke the Abbey too a mouldering heap,
    Cnceal'd by aged pines her head doth rear
    And quite invisible doth take a peep.
    اللھم صلی علٰی محمد وعلٰی آل محمد کما صلیت علٰی ابراھیم وعلٰی آل ابراھیم انک حمید مجید۔
    اللھم بارک علٰی محمد وعلٰی آل محمد کما بارکت علٰی ابراھیم وعلٰی آل ابراھیم انک حمید مجید۔


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    Ode to Pity by Jane Austen

    اللھم صلی علٰی محمد وعلٰی آل محمد کما صلیت علٰی ابراھیم وعلٰی آل ابراھیم انک حمید مجید۔
    اللھم بارک علٰی محمد وعلٰی آل محمد کما بارکت علٰی ابراھیم وعلٰی آل ابراھیم انک حمید مجید۔

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