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TO A ONCE FREQUENTED RETREAT.1825.
Thou verdant vale of willows fair,
O might I 'neath those boughs repair,
At evening's tranquil hour,
Or when the blushing morn serene
Glides o'er the azure crystal sheen,
And lucid drops of pearl are seen
Within thy fragrant bower.
O might I 'neath those boughs repair,
At evening's tranquil hour,
Or when the blushing morn serene
Glides o'er the azure crystal sheen,
And lucid drops of pearl are seen
Within thy fragrant bower.
There, ocean's distant murmurs low.
And the clear, sparkling streamlet's flow
The pleased attention greet;
And on the verdant margin gay
The flowerets bloom in bright array,
And o'er the leaves fond zephyrs play
Æolian numbers sweet.
And the clear, sparkling streamlet's flow
The pleased attention greet;
And on the verdant margin gay
The flowerets bloom in bright array,
And o'er the leaves fond zephyrs play
Æolian numbers sweet.
There Nature's lovely charms combine,
And through the soul a thrill divine
Of untold bliss inspire,—
Inspire to reach yon azure plain,
The seraph seats of glory gain,
Where harps melodious pour the strain
That spirits rapt admire.
And through the soul a thrill divine
Of untold bliss inspire,—
Inspire to reach yon azure plain,
The seraph seats of glory gain,
Where harps melodious pour the strain
That spirits rapt admire.
