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THE WOODPECKER.
I knew by the smoke that so gracefully curl'd,
Around the green elm, that a cottage was near,
And I said if there's peace to be found in this world,
The heart that is humble might hope for it here,
Every leaf was at rest and I heard nut a sound,
But the Woodpecker tapping the hollow beech tree.
By the side of yon grove where the green willow dips
In the gush of yon fountain how sweet to recline,
And to know that I sigh'd upon innocent lips,
That ne'er had bees sigh'd on by any but mine.
Every leaf was at rest, &c.
And here in this love little cot, I exclaim'd,
With a maid that was lovely to soul and to eye,
Who would blush when I prais'd her, and weep if I blam'd.
How blest could I live, and how calm could I die.
Every leaf was at rest,.&c.
