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I made a mountain brook my guide	A
Thro' a wild Spanish glen	B
And wandered on its grassy side	A
Far from the homes of men	B
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It lured me with a singing tone	C
And many a sunny glance	D
To a green spot of beauty lone	C
A haunt for old romance	D
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A dim and deeply bosom'd grove	E
Of many an aged tree	F
Such as the shadowy violets love	G
The fawn and forest bee	F
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The darkness of the chestnut bough	H
There on the waters lay	I
The bright stream reverently below	J
Check'd its exulting play	I
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And bore a music all subdued	K
And led a silvery sheen	L
On thro' the breathing solitude	K
Of that rich leafy scene	L
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For something viewlessly around	M
Of solemn influence dwelt	N
In the soft gloom and whispery sound	M
Not to be told but felt	N
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While sending forth a quiet gleam	O
Across the wood's repose	P
And o'er the twilight of the stream	O
A lowly chapel rose	P
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A pathway to that still retreat	Q
Thro' many a myrtle wound	M
And there a sight how strangely sweet	Q
My steps in wonder bound	M
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For on a brilliant bed of flowers	R
Even at the threshold made	S
As if to sleep thro' sultry hours	R
A young fair child was laid	S
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To sleep oh ne'er on childhood's eye	T
And silken lashes press'd	U
Did the warm living slumber lie	T
With such a weight of rest	U
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Yet still a tender crimson glow	J
Its cheek's pure marble dyed	A
'Twas but the light's faint streaming flow	J
Thro' roses heap'd beside	A
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I stoop'd the smooth round arm was chill	V
The soft lip's breath was fled	W
And the bright ringlets hung so still	V
The lovely child was dead	W
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'Alas ' I cried 'fair faded thing	X
Thou hast wrung bitter tears	Y
And thou hast left a wo to cling	X
Round yearning hearts for years '	-
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But then a voice came sweet and low	J
I turn'd and near me sate	Z
A woman with a mourner's brow	H
Pale yet not desolate	A2
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And in her still clear matron face	B2
All solemnly serene	L
A shadow'd image I could trace	B2
Of that young slumberer's mien	L
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'Stranger thou pitiest me ' she said	W
With lips that faintly smil'd	C2
'As here I watch beside my dead	W
My fair and precious child	C2
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'But know the time worn heart may be	F
By pangs in this world riven	D2
Keener than theirs who yield like me	F
An angel thus to Heaven '	-

Felicia Dorothea Hemans

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