 | In memory of W. V.: William Canton |  |
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THE RING-FENCE
Oh, happy garden trees,
By dim degrees
Your subtle branches, muffling me about,
Shut all my neighbours out!
By dim degrees
Your subtle branches, muffling me about,
Shut all my neighbours out!
Not that I love them less, but they
Being fenced away,
'Tis sweet to feel in oh! how small a round
May peace and joy abound.
Being fenced away,
'Tis sweet to feel in oh! how small a round
May peace and joy abound.
| In memory of W. V.: William Canton | |