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| "Did
your eye brighten when young lambs at play leaped o'er your path with animated pride?." |
"Ere
the morn peeps through the clouds, leaps to her close recess." |
"With
wide-spreading antlers, a guard to his breast, there lies the wild creature, e'en stately in rest" |
"Th'
assembled chats wave high the tremulous wing, and with shrill notes, but clear and pleasant, cheer th' extensive heath." |
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| "The welcome guest of settled spring, the swallow too is come at last" |
"Snow-flakes" | "I
saw him with that lily cropp'd" |
"Boughs
where the thrush, with crimson breast, shall haunt, and sing, and hide her nest." |