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[[underline]] "It came on my troubled Soul like a Beam "on the dark heaving Ocean, when it bursts from "a Cloud, & brightens the foamy side of a Wave -- [[/underline]] [[underline]] "T'was like the memory of joys that "are past, Pleasing tho' mournful to the "Soul --" [[/underline]] It was impossible to be more disappointed than I was, after being reminded of these impressive Words; to hear Him begin the song, with a Voice loud & unharmonious, and as He introduced variations of his Own, forgetting throughout, that tender Expression which so well becomes the Subject -- He has not a soul to regulate those sounds, which by their natural, & simple utterance will vibrate on a feeling heart, and make it watch those [[underline]] Dear Adieux, [[/underline]] with all the Anxiety of reality - The Evening concluded with an Intimation from His Majesty, that He would ride tomorrow to Bulstrode ----
