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ON LEAVING LONDON
O rural life thy simply pleasing charmsHow far superior to the citys noise
Gladly I view once more thy cots thy farms
& woud not change em for a world of joys
Experience all lifes former hopes destroys
& every sigh for unseen joys are hush
Ive seen prides haughty ways & found em vain
Ive seen the world found nought that I coud wish
& flye contented to thy peace again
The wild bower silence nestling on the plain
Ah give me still my doom to till the soil
Give me the calmness which I once possest
My sundays comforts from my weekly toil
Ill eat my crust & fancy I am blest
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