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THE GIPSY.
BY MISS LANDON.
I.
I live by the side of the greenwood tree,
The elm and the ash are companions to me;
Through the shadowy lanes with the summer I roam,
And the hedge with the hawthorn in bloom is my home!
II.
I know where the primrose first welcomes the south,
Like a love-kiss—the last from a pale and sweet mouth,
Which dies in its sorrow, and dying reveals,
Too late and too vainly, the love which it feels!
III.
The earliest violets breathe, through the grass,
A message that woos me to stay as I pass;
For I am the first, in the spring, to discover
Their blue eyes, that laugh as they welcomed a lover.
