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Drawn by Birket Foster, and Engraved by
Where'er the rude and moss-grown beech Peye
Ye distant spires, ye antique towers,
That crown the wat'ry glade
In thy green lap was Nature's Darling laid,
What time, where lucid Avon stray'd 19
Robed in the sable garb of woo,
With haggard eyes the poet stood 28
Ye brown o'er-arching groves,
That Contemplation loves 31
The ploughman homeward plods his weary way,
And leaves the world to darkness and to me ... 53
In Britain's isle, no matter where,
An ancient pile ol building stands .... 60
To sweet repast, and calm repose 73
Ornamental head and tail pieces drawn by W. Harry Rooers, and enyraced by Enmunn Evans.
POSTHUMOUS POEMS AND FRAGMENTS.
ON THE SPRING.
J^O! where the rosy-bosom'd Hours,
Fair Venus' train, appear,
And wake the purple year!
The untaught harmony of spring:
Their gather'd fragrance fling.
Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch