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- 0:00Speaker 1: To Octavia When wit and wine and friends have met,
- 0:05Speaker 1: And laughter crowns the festive hour, In vain I struggle
- 0:10Speaker 1: to forget, Still does my heart confess thy power, And
- 0:15Speaker 1: fondly turn to thee. But Octavia, do not strive to
- 0:21Speaker 1: rob my heart Of all that soothes its pain, the
- 0:25Speaker 1: mournful hope that every throb will make it break for thee.