Infantine effusions By Ernest Charles Jones, written by him, between the eighth and tenth years of his age |
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LINES WRITTEN WHEN EIGHT YEARS OF AGE. |
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LINES WRITTEN WHEN EIGHT YEARS OF AGE.
In a valley-rural place,I this day, did guide my pace,
Where the river purls along
Rolling with a current strong.
Flowers, wav'd by zephyr's breath—
Its borders were bestudded with;
Mountains—at some distance were—
With mist-crown'd tops which kiss'd th'air;
Majestic frowning on their brow—
Ancient Elms—and Beeches grow.
Hark!—the Hunter's winding horns
The sylvan race of danger warns;—
Methinks I see the frighten'd deer—
Motionless—transfix'd—with fear—
Here let me rest in this retreat—
Listening—to the Linnet sweet—
Where the river purls along—
—Far from the loud—unthinking throng.
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