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Shall be despised and overlooked no morej
Shall fill thee with delights unfelt before,
Impart to things Inanimate a voice,
And bid her mountains and her hills rejoice;
Tlie sound shall :un along the winding vales,
And thou enjoy in Eden ere it fails.

Ye groves (thi statesman at his desk exclaim?,
Sick of a thousand disappointed aims,)
My patrimonial treasure and my pride,
Beneath your shades your gray possessor hide,

Receive me langiishing for that repose,

The servant of tie public never knows.

Ve saw me once (a\ those regretted days,

When boyish innocoice was all my praise!)

Hour after hour delghtfully allot

To studies then faniliar, since forgot,

And cultivate a tase for ancient song,

Catching its ardoui as I mused along;

Nor seldom, as pnpitious heaven might send,

What once I valud and could boast, a friend,

Were witnesses hiw cordially I pressed

His uudissemblingvirtue to my breast;

Receive me now, lot uncorrupt as then,

Nor guiltless of ccrupting other men,

But versed in arfc that, while they seem to stay

A falling empire,hasten its decay.

To the fair haven of my native h»me,

The wreck of what I was fatigued I come;

For once I can approve the patriot's voice,

And make the course he recommends my choice i

We meet at last in one sincere desire,

His wish and mine both prompt me to retire.

'Tis done—he steps into the welcome chaise,

Lolls at his ease behind four handsone bays,

That whirl away from business and tebate

The disincumbered Atlas of the state.

Ask not the boy, who when the bree;e of morn

First shakes the glittering drops fron every thorn,,

Unfolds his flock, and under bank or bush

Sits linking cherry stones, or plating rush,

How fair is freedom ?—he was alwiys free:

To carve his rustic name upon a tte,

To snare the mole, or with iil-fashoned hook

To draw the incautious minnow frrtn the brook,

Are life's prime pleasures in his sinple view,

His flock the chief concern he ever

She shines but little in his heedless

The good we never miss we rarely rize:

But ask the noble drudge in state aflh'rs,

Escaped from office and its constantfares,

What charms he sees in freedom's spile expressed^

In freedom lost so long, now reposse ;ed;

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The tongu,e, •whose strains were cogent as commands,

Revered at home, and felt in foreign lands,

Shall own itself a stammerer in that cause,

Or plead its silence as its best applause.

He knows indeed that whether dressed or rude,

Wild without art, or artfully subdued,

Nature in every form inspires delight,

But never marked her with so just a sight.

Her hedge-row shrubs, a variegated store,

With woodbine and wild roses mantled o'er,

Green balks and furrowed lands, the stream, that

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Its cooling vapour over the dewy meads,
Downs, that almost escape the enquiring eye,
That melt and fade into the distant sky,
Beauties he lately slighted as he passed,
Seem all created since he travelled last.
Master of all the enjoyments he designed,
No rough annoyance rankling in his mind,
What early philosophic hours he keeps,
How regular his meals, how sound he sleeps!
Not sounder he, that on the mainmast head,
While morning kindles with a windy red,
Begins a long look-out for distant land,
Nor quits till evening watch his giddy stand,
Then swift descending with a seaman's haste.
Slips to his hammoc, and forgets the blast.

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