Ive oft been glad at heart to see
A footpath winding through the grass
Oer narrow stiles neath spreading tree
Not wide enough for two to pass
But now no ownership I fear
Nor path to keep nor stile to climb
I feel myself a monarch here
My very fancies grow sublime
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