MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. Swift to ?he spot, o? Fancy?s wing convey'd, I view its beauties vividly affse; Oh, seize the faithful ponci], ,?re they fade, Catch all ?heir sp;w?t, and arrest their dies ! Two trees, th? portal of that'qulet'scene, On either Side the narrow pathway stand, Frame of the lOVely picture, caught :between, Where hills arise, and lengthening meads e?pand. From trunk to trunk extends the simple stile, The boundary of'my rambles down the vale Where, tir'd with traCing.m? a sultry mile, I sate, the fresh'nlng coolness to inhale. Across the stream, beside the shelving 'brink, A garden, with its bosom'd cot, is seen, Where herbs and flowers bend low, the wave to drink, And tinge the waters with reflected green. Like a Swiss cot the lowly dwelling seems, With all its utensils about the door, Its high-ridg'd roof, and rude projecting beams, With bright green moss emd houseleek mottled o'er. ......... ?Google
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