Queen Berengaria's Courtesy, and Other Poems By the Lady E. Stuart Wortley. In Three Vols |
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[A clear rill brightly wound its silvery way]
A clear rill brightly wound its silvery way,Smooth through the umbrageous sylvanry around,
And as caressingly about, it wound
Its still small voice of music seemed to stay
On the ear in lulling murmurs, while the gray
And shadowy twilight deepened still, and found
Amidst the massy trees that did abound
Een there—a kindred twilight, that all day
Dwelt deep beneath their thick o'erhanging gloom!
Oh! lovely scene where all enchantment dwells!
If the Heart knows to prize it,—if the bloom
Of youth and love be on it!—Oh! the Dells—
The Woods—the Rills—strange Beauty now assume,
That tame makes Fancy's charm—of which the Poet tells!
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