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Rhyme :
Tell me where is fancy bred,
Or in the heart or in the head?
How begot, how nourished?
Reply, reply!
It is engendered in the eyes,
With gazing fed; and fancy dies
In the cradle where it lies.
Let us all ring fancy's knell:
I'll begin it;
Ding, dong, bell.
Ding, dong, bell.
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