Woodland Spirit

While I brush the branches by

& this woods still ways forsake

Woodland spirit meet my eye

Genius of the woods awake

Breath[e] thy wildness in my ear

[To thy trees] I do belong

Genius of the woods appear

Sound thy roughness in my song

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The pansy

It does me good thou flower of spring

Thy blossoms to behold
Thou bloom'st when birds begin to sing
In purple & in gold
Along the garden-beds so neat
Thy flowers their blooms display
When sparrows chirp & lambkins bleat
& hopes look up for May

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Footpath winding

It runs & so it will run on
Through summers lasting day
The footpath winding all the way
We trace it near a mile
Through closes green & fallows grey
Oer many a gate & stile
Grass on each side & wild field flowers
& children running on
Crop many a one & think them fair
Till half the day is gone

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Huge elm

Huge elm with rifted trunk all notched & scarred

Like to a warriors destiny

I love To stretch me often on thy shadowed sward

& hear the laugh of summer leaves above

Or on thy buttressed roots to sit & lean

In careless attitude & there reflect

On times & deeds & darings that have been 

Old castaways now swallowed in neglect

While thou art towering in thy strength of heart

Stirring the soul to vain imaginings

In which lifes sordid being hath no part

The wind of that eternal ditty sings

Humming of future things that burn the mind

To leave some fragment of itself behind

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The prospect round

O who can tell the sweets of May-days morn
To waken rapture in a feeling mind
When the gilt East unveils her dappled dawn
& the gay wood-lark has its nest resigned
As slow the sun creeps up the hill behind
Moon reddening round & daylights spotless hue
As seemingly with rose & lily lined
While all the prospect round beams fair to view
Like a sweet Spring flower with its unsullied dew

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Green drapery & crispy curls

I loved & wooed them in the field like gems

Of two much value for the clown who sung

The azure bluebells in their sapphire stems

Among green bushes low their mute bells hung

These seemed loves modest maidens dew bestrung

With blebs o' mornings glittering pearls

I loved them in the vallys where I sung

With their green drapery & crispy curls

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A Spring shower

Black grows the southern sky betokening rain
& humming hive-bees homeward hurry bye
They feel the change so let us shun the grain
& take the broad road while our feet are dry
Ay there some dropples moistened on my face
& pattered on my hat--tis coming nigh
Lets look about & find a sheltering place
The little things around like you & I
Are hurrying through the grass to shun the shower
Here stoops an ash-tree--hark the wind gets high
But never mind this ivy for an hour
Rain as it may will keep us dryly here
That little wren knows well his sheltering bower
Nor leaves his dry house though we come so near

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