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There is an old-world charm about this Enigma:—

In the ears of young and old

I repeat what I am told;

And they hear me, old and young,

Though I have no busy tongue.

When a thunder-clap awakes me

Not a touch of terror takes me;

Yet so tender is my ear

That the softest sound I fear.

Call me not with bated breath,

For a whisper is my death.

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