The sun unveils his smiles

Soon as the twilight through the distant mist

In silver hemmings skirts the purple east
Ere yet the sun unveils his smiles to view
& dries the mornings chilly robes of dew
Young Hodge the horse-boy with a soodly gait
Slow climbs the stile or opes the creaky gate,
With willow switch & halter by his side
Prepared for Dobbin whom he means to ride

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