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

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or "tender joy willt thou remember me,
And theae my ex;hortational Nor, perchance-
If I should be where I no more CAU bear
Thy voice, nor IUI>tch from thy wild eyes these gleams
Of past existence~wilt thou then forget
That on the banl•s of thill delightful stream
We st.ood togetbor ; and that I, so long
A wonthipper of Nature, hither came
Unwearit>d in that service: ratb~r say
With warmer lo,·&-<>h! with far deeper zeru
Of holier love. JN'or wilt thou then forget,
'l'bat after many wanderings, miiDy ye&nt
Of absence, these steep woods and lofty cliftiJ,
And this green pa.etorallandacape, were to me
:More de&r, both tfor themselves a.nd for tby sake I
W OIU>SWORTH.

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' 0 VALl!> a.nd lake, within your mountain-urn
Smiling eo tr iiDqutilly, and set so deep I
Oft doth your drE•:u:J:~Y loveliuesR return,
Colon ring the tender shadows of my aleep
With light Elysian ; for the huea that steep
Your shores in m•elting lustre, seem to Boat
On golden clouds from spirit-lands r emote,
lslt's of the blest ; IUid in our memory keep
Their place with holiest harmonies. Fair scene,
Most loved by eve•ning and her dewy et&r I ·
Oh I ne'er mlly mt~n 1 with touch unbe.llow'd, jar
The perfect music of thy charm serene I
Still, atill nnebftngeil, may one sweet region wear
Smiles that subdue the soul to love, and tea.ra, a.nd
prnyer.

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