.Though no high-hung bells or din
of braggart bugles cry it in
What is sound? Nature's round
Makes the Silver Jubilee.
Five and twenty years have run
Since sacred fountains to the sun
Sprang,that but now were shut,
Showering Silver Jubilee.
Feasts,Whe.
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