To see the sun rise thro the skirts of the wood
In his mantle so lovley and red
It cheers up my spirits & does me much good
As thro the cold stubbles I tred
Tho not that his beams more advances the scene
Or adds to the Landscape a charm
But all that delights me by him may be seen
That the ensuing hours will be warm
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