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We rose up from the fountain-siste, ...... And down the smooth descent
: Of the green sheep-track did we glide, And through the wood we went. th......
And, ere we came to Leonard's Rock, in He sang those witty rhymes ? ;. iure Abont the crazy old Church-clock, '. .' And the bewilderd Chimes.
El dir seem'd a day, One of those heavenly days which cannot die, When forth I sallied from our cottage door, * And with a wallet o'er my shoulder slung, A nutting crook in hand, I turu’d my steps Towards the distant woods, a Figure quaint, Trick'd out in proud disguise of Beggar's weeds Put on for the occasion, by advice And exhortation of my frugal Dame.. Motley accoutrements! of power to smile At thorns, and brakes, and brambles, and in • truth, More ragged than need was. Among the
woods, .. And o'er the pathless rocks, I forc'd my way Until, at length, I came to one dear nook Unvisited, where not a broken bough
* The house at which I was boarded during the time I was at School.
Droop'd with its wither'd leaves, ungracious
Perhaps it was a bower beneath whose leaves
trees, • Lay round me scatter'd like a flock of sheep,
I heard the murmurand the murmuring sound,
And dragg'd to earth both branch and bough,
with crash And merciless ravage; and the shady nook. of hazels, and the green and mossy bower Deform’d and sullied, patiently gave up Their quiet being; and unless I now Confound my present feelings with the past, Even then, when from the bower I turn’daway, Exulting, rich beyond the wealth of kings, I felt a sense of pain when I beheld v. 1971 The silent trees and the intruding sky.- ?
Touch, for there is a Spirit in the woods. Se biw melhor
Yet AES 23910 1911
THREE years she grew in sun and shower, I
6 She shall be sportive as the fawn ST