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The walk


The faint sun tipt the rising Ground 
No Blustry wind—the air was still 
The Blue mist thinly scatterd round 
Vergd along the distant hill 
Delightful morn—from labour free 
I jocund met the southwest gale 
While here & there a busy bee 
Humd sweetly oer the flowery vale 

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Image by my friend #JohnAbbott

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