MISCELL?I?EOUS POEMS. No more: .when Autum u .strips. .the leafy shade, My pensive. ?'ay, ?.low-musing, shall I take, Beneath .the .w?ow's '.arching eolonnsde, Where the swol'n stream expands into s lake. The nois.y forge,into the .clear blue Sky ' Throws upi,ts smoky column, streaming far, With many a ruddy spark, ascending high, Quench'd.i a s..moment? Ilk e aglancing star. The wild-duc.k, seldom from its haunt ,a!iur'd,' Where rose the tree-crown'd island on the wave? The shallow pu nt , among the rushes moor'd, Peeuli ,at wi?dness?o the landscape gave; No. m?r%.when .Winter shews his fiercest' frown, Pleas'd shall I walk, while Fancy takes her fill? Above the ancient wood, that slopes ado. wn The steep descent of the retiring hill. There gaze into each dark .and deep recess, Where the tall oaks, in naked grandeur, tower Nor seem to need their summer's leafy dress, To form a woven and impervious bower. ......... ?Google
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