STANZAS TO E——.
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Where the young mountain river Springs for the far-off ocean; Where the fresh leaflets quiver With a delightful motion; Oh! thither hie, and see How Nature’s youth doth tell of thee. Where hang the sweet wild roses, And the pale lilies drooping; Where the violet reposes ’Neath young leaves o’er it stooping; Oh! wander there, and see How Nature’s beauty speaks of thee. Where the glad brook is bringing Sweet music never dying; Where the bright birds are singing, And gentle winds are sighing; Oh! thither go with me, And list to Nature’s song of thee. Where ivy is entwining, The stern tree’s branch down-bending; Where flowers are e’er combining Their perfume, heaven-ascending; Oh! roam thou there, and see How Nature’s love breathes but of thee.