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The Triolet Bell
Out the tower of Chalicetine Abbey,
You sing to us. O glory to morning!
You sing to us below from the belfry,
Out the tower of Chalicetine Abbey.
O morning good night! You sing through the trees.
Sweet castles of light, new night is dawning!
Out the tower of Chalicetine Abbey,
You sing to us. O glory to morning!
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