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1    1, Prol|     soul."~This plaint of the flute is fire, not mere air.~Let
2    1, Prol|     of love that inspires the flute, 1~'Tis the ferment of love
3    1, Prol|       possesses the wine.~The flute is the confidant of all
4    1, Prol|      and an antidote like the flute?~Who hath seen a sympathetic
5    1, Prol| sympathetic consoler like the flute?~The flute tells the tale
6    1, Prol|  consoler like the flute?~The flute tells the tale of love's
7    1, Prol|     his lips,~I too, like the flute, would burst out in melody.~