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103

AD MUSAM.

“So long neglectful of thy dues,
And absent from thy shrine so long,
Say, wilt thou deign, Immortal Muse,
Again to inspire thy votary's song?

104

The time has been when fresh as air
I loved at morn the hills to climb,
With dew-drenched feet and bosom bare,
And ponder on the artless rhyme;
And through the long laborious day
(For mine has been the peasant's toil),
I hummed the meditated lay,
While the slow oxen turned the soil.”
Worthington, January, 1812.