A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

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'MoNG the green lanes of Kent-green sunny la.ne~J--­
Wbere troops of children about, and laugh, aqd plAyJ
.And sather daisies, stood an antique borne;
Withan its orchard, rich with rudlly fruits,
For the full year was la.ugbing in his prime.
' Wealt.h of all ftowers gTew in that garden green,
A.nd the old porch with illl great oaken door
Was sn1otber'd in rose-bloorus, while o'er the wo.llil
The honeytiuckle clung deliciously.
Before the door there ID.y a plot of gmss,
Snow'd o'er with daisies-ftower by all beloved,
And !amoosest in song-and in the midst,
A oarvM fountain stooo, dried up nnd br oken,
O n which a peacock perch'd and eunu'd itael£
Beneath, two petted rabbits, snowy white 1
Squatted upon the swnrd.
A row of poplars darkly rose behind,
Around whose tops, and the old-fashion'd vanes,
White pigeons flutter'd, and o'er all was beut
The mighty sky, with sailing sunny c1oulla.
ALEXANDER SxlTn.

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rtbl&iting tht ~anks d iht e.tne.

FIVE years have past i five summers, with the length
Of five long winters I and sgnin I heAt'
These water s, rolling from their mountain•springs
With a soft inland murmur.-Once again
Do I behold these steep and lofty cliffs,
That on a wild secluded scene impress
Thoughts of tnote deep secJusion ; anJ connect
The landscape with the quiet of the sky.
The day is come when I again roepose
Here, under this da1·k sycamore, and view
These plots of cottage-ground, these or chard-tufts,
Which at this season, with their unripe fruits,
Are clad in one gTeen hue, and lose tbt-mselves
'Mid groves and copses. Once a~in I see
These hedge-l'ows, hardly l1edge•rows, little lines
.Of sportive wood run wild: these pastoral fanua
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