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SONNET LXXXI.
[He may be envied, who with tranquil breast]
He may be envied, who with tranquil breastCan wander in the wild and woodland scene,
When Summer's glowing hands have newly drest
The shadowy forests, and the copses green;
Who, unpursued by care, can pass his hours
Where briony and woodbine fringe the trees,
On thymy banks reposing, while the bees
Murmur “their fairy tunes in praise of flowers;”
Or on the rock with ivy clad, and fern
That overhangs the osier-whispering bed
Of some clear current, bid his wishes turn
From this bad world; and by calm reason led,
Knows, in refined retirement, to possess
By friendship hallow'd—rural happiness!
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