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DERWENTWATER. |
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DERWENTWATER.
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Sweet lake of the mountains! how happy was IWhen life's sunny morn had no cloud on its sky,
And I roam'd with my love on thy beautiful shore,
To hear the deep music that gush'd from Lodore!
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We sail'd on thy waters, rejoicing alone,Or trod thy green islands, and call'd them our own,
And built, 'mid the hills that encircle thy breast,
A bower and a home in the wilds of the West.
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But sorrow has darken'd the noon of our day,And peril and doubt have encompass'd our way;
My heart's only love in captivity lies,
And thy glory, O Derwent! is dimm'd in mine eyes.
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Sad lake of the mountains, through dangers I roam,With a pang in my heart and a blight on my home,
To dream of the joys that shall bless me no more,
And mingle my sighs with the moan of Lodore.
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