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A MOUNTAIN stream its channel deep	A
Beneath a rock's rough base had torn	B
The cliff like a vast castle wall was steep	A
By fretting rains in many a crevice worn	B
But the fern wav'd there and the mosses crept	C
And o'er the summit where the wind	D
Peel'd from their stems the silver rind	D
Depending birches wept	C
There tufts of broom a footing used to find	D
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And heath and straggling grass to grow	E
And half way down from roots enwreathing broke	F
The branches of a scathed oak	F
And seem'd to guard the cave below	E
Where each revolving year	G
Their twins two faithful doves were wont to rear	G
Choice never join'd a fonder pair	H
To each their simple home was dear	G
No discord ever enter'd there	H
But there the soft affections dwell'd	I
And three returning springs beheld	I
Secure within their fortress high	J
The little happy family	K
'Toujours perdrix messieurs ne valent rien'	B
So did a Gallic monarch once harangue	L
And evil was the day whereon our bird	I
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This saying heard	I
From certain new acquaintance he had found	I
Who at their perfect ease	M
Amid a field of peas	M
Boasted to him that all the country round	I
The wheat and oats and barley rye and tares	M
Quite to the neighbouring sea were theirs	M
And theirs the oak and beech woods far and near	G
For their right noble owner was a peer	G
And they themselves luxuriantly were stored	I
In a great dove cote to amuse my lord	I
'Toujours perdrix ne valent rien ' That's strange	N
When people once are happy wherefore change	N
So thought our stock dove but communication	B
With birds in his new friend's exalted station	B
Whose means of information	B
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And knowledge of all sorts must be so ample	O
Who saw great folks and follow'd their example	O
Made on the dweller of the cave impression	B
And soon whatever was his best possession	B
His sanctuary within the rock's deep breast	I
His soft eyed partner and her nest	I
He thought of with indifference then with loathing	P
So much insipid love was good for nothing	P
But sometimes tenderness return'd his dame	Q
So long belov'd so mild so free from blame	Q
How should he tell her he had learn'd to cavil	O
At happiness itself and longed to travel	O
His heart still smote him so much wrong to do her	R
He knew not how to break the matter to her	R
But love tho' blind himself makes some discerning	P
His frequent absence and his late returning	P
	-
With ruffled plumage and with alter'd eyes	M
His careless short replies	M
And to their couplets coldness or neglect	I
Had made his gentle wife suspect	I
All was not right but she forbore to teaze him	S
Which would but give him an excuse to rove	T
She therefore tried by every art to please him	S
Endur'd his peevish starts with patient love	U
And when like other husbands from a tavern	B
Of his new notions full he sought his cavern	B
She with dissembled cheerfulness 'beguiled	I
'The thing she was ' and gaily coo ed and smiled	I
'Tis not in this most motley sphere uncommon	B
For man and so of course more feeble woman	B
Most strongly to suspect what they're pursuing	P
Will lead them to inevitable ruin	B
	-
Yet rush with open eyes to their undoing	P
Thus felt the dove but in the cant of fashion	B
He talk'd of fate and of predestination	B
And in a grave oration	B
He to his much affrighted mate related	I
How he yet slumbering in the egg was fated	I
To gather knowledge to instruct his kind	I
By observation elevate his mind	I
And give new impulse to Columbian life	V
'If it be so ' exclaim'd his hapless wife	V
'It is my fate to pass my days in pain	B
'To mourn your love estrang'd and mourn in vain	B
'Here in our once dear hut to wake and weep	A
'When thy unkindness shall have murder'd sleep	A
'And never that dear hut shall I prepare	H
'And wait with fondness your arrival there	H
	-
'While me and mine forgetting you will go	E
'To some new love ' 'Why no I tell you no	E
'What shall I say such foolish fears to cure	W
'I only mean to make a little tour	W
'Just just to see the world around me then	B
'With new delight I shall come home again	B
'Such tours are quite the rage at my return	B
'I shall have much to tell and you to learn	B
'Of fashions some becoming some grotesque	X
'Of change of empires and ideas novel	O
'Of buildings Grecian Gothic Arabesque	X
'And scenery sublime and picturesque	X
'And all these things with pleasure we'll discuss '	-
'Ah me and what are all these things to us '	-
'So then you'd have a bird of genius grovel	O
'And never see beyond a farmer's hovel	O
	-
'Even the sand martin that inferior creature	R
'Goes once a year abroad ' 'It is his nature	R
'But yours how different once ' and then she sigh'd	I
'There was a time Ah would that I had died	I
'E'er you so chang'd when you'd have perish'd rather	R
'Than this poor breast should heave a single feather	R
'With grief and care And all this cant of fashion	B
'Would but have rais'd your anger or compassion	B
'O my dear love You sought not then to range	N
'But on my changeful neck as fell the light	I
'You sweetly said you wish'd no other change	N
'Than that soft neck could shew to berries bright	I
'Of mountain ash you fondly could compare	H
'My scarlet feet and bill my shape and air	H
'Ah faithless flatterer did you not declare	H
'The soul of grace and beauty center'd there	H
	-
'My eyes you said were opals brightly pink	X
'Enchas'd in onyx and you seem'd to think	X
'Each charm might then the coldest heart enthrall	O
'Those charms were mine Alas I gave you all	O
'Your farthest wanderings then were but to fetch	Y
'The pea the tare the beechmast and the vetch	Y
'For my repast within my rocky bower	R
'With spleenwort shaded and the blue bell's flower	R
'For prospects then you never wish'd to roam	Z
'But the best scenery was our happy home	Z
'And when beneath my breast then fair and young	X
'Our first dear pair our earliest nestlings sprung	X
'And weakly indistinctly tried to coo	X
'Were not those moments picturesque to you '	-
'Yes faith my dear and all you say is true '	-
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'Oh hear me then if thus we have been blest	I
'If on these wings it was your joy to rest	I
'Love must from habit still new strength be gaining '	-
'From habit 'tis of that child I'm complaining	X
'This everlasting fondness will not be	K
'For birds of flesh and blood We sha'nt agree	K
'So why dispute now prithee don't torment me	K
'I shall not long be gone let that content ye	K
'Pshaw what a fuss Come no more sighs and groans	M
'Keep up your spirits mind your little ones	M
'My journey won't be far my honour's pledged	I
'I shall be back again before they're fledged	I
'Give me a kiss and now my dear adieu '	-
So light of heart and plumes away he flew	X
And as above the sheltering rock he springs	M
She listen'd to the echo of his wings	M
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Those well known sounds so soothing heretofore	A2
Which her heart whisper'd she should hear no more	A2
Then to her cold and widow'd bed she crept	I
Clasp'd her half orphan'd young and wept	I
Her recreant mate by other views attracted	I
A very different part enacted	I
He sought the dove cote and was greeted there	H
With all that's tonish elegant and rare	H
Among the pigeon tribes and there the rover	R
Lived quite in clover	R
His jolly comrades now were blades of spirit	I
Their nymphs possess'd most fascinating merit	I
Nor fail'd our hero of the rock to prove	B2
He thought not of inviolable love	U
To his poor spouse at home He bow'd and sigh'd	I
Now to a fantail's now a cropper's bride	I
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Then cow'ring low to a majestic powter	R
Declared he should not suffer life without her	R
And then with upturn'd eyes in phrase still humbler	R
Implor'd the pity of an almond tumbler	R
Next to a beauteous carrier's feet he'd run	B
And lived a week the captive of a nun	B
Thus far in measureless content he revels	M
And blest the hour when he began his travels	M
Yet some things soon occurr'd not quite so pleasant	I
He had observ'd that an unfeeling peasant	I
It silence mounti	I

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