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THE ITALIAN ITINERANT, AND THE SWISS GOATHERD.
PART I.
1.
Now that the farewell tear is dried,
Heaven prosper thee, be hope thy guide!
Hope be thy guide, adventurous Boy;
The wages of thy travel, joy!
Whether for London bound—to trill
Thy mountain notes with simple skill;
Or on thy head to poise a show
Of plaster-craft in seemly row;
The graceful form of milk-white steed,
Or Bird that soared with Ganymede;
Or thro' our hamlets thou wilt bear
The sightless Milton, with his hair
Now that the farewell tear is dried,
Heaven prosper thee, be hope thy guide!
Hope be thy guide, adventurous Boy;
The wages of thy travel, joy!
Whether for London bound—to trill
Thy mountain notes with simple skill;
Or on thy head to poise a show
Of plaster-craft in seemly row;
The graceful form of milk-white steed,
Or Bird that soared with Ganymede;
Or thro' our hamlets thou wilt bear
The sightless Milton, with his hair
