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TO A FRIEND, PLANTING.
Proceed, my Friend, pursue thy healthful toil,—Dispose thy ground, and meliorate thy soil;
Range thy young plants in walks, or clumps, or bowers,
Diffuse o'er sunny banks thy fragrant flowers;
And, while the new creation round thee springs,
Enjoy uncheck'd the guiltless bliss it brings:
But hope no more. Tho' Fancy forward stray
There scenes of distant pleasure to survey,
To expatiate fondly o'er the future grove,
The happy haunt of Friendship and of Love;
Know, each fair image form'd within thy mind,
Far wide of truth thy sickening sight shall find!
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