Neglect

The cottage is neglected
Where young men used to go 
& talk about her beauty 
& see her come and go
The bench agen her cottage 
Where she used to work at eve 
Is vanished with the woodbine
& all are taken leave
Her cottage is neglected
Her garden gathers green
The summer comes unnoticed
Her flowers are never seen

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