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Who dwelt in yonder lonely Cot	A
Why is it thus forsaken	B
It seems by all the world forgot	A
Above its path the high grass grows	C
And through its thatch the northwind blows	C
Its thatch by tempests shaken	B
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And yet it tops a verdant hill	D
By Summer gales surrounded	E
Beneath its door a shallow rill	D
Runs brawling to the vale below	F
And near it sweetest flowrets grow	F
By banks of willow bounded	E
	-
Then why is ev'ry casement dark	G
Why looks the Cot so chearless	C
Ah why does ruin seem to mark	G
The calm retreat where LOVE should dwell	H
And FRIENDSHIP teach the heart to swell	H
With rapture pure and fearless	C
	-
There far above the busy croud	E
Man may repose in quiet	E
There smile that he has left the proud	E
And blest with liberty enjoy	I
More than Ambition's gilded toy	I
Or Folly's sick'ning riot	E
	-
For there the ever tranquil mind	E
On calm Religion resting	J
May in each lonely labyrinth find	E
The DEITY whose boundless pow'r	K
Directs the blast or tints the flow'r	K
No mortal foe molesting	J
	-
Stranger yon spot was once the scene	L
Where peace and joy resided	E
And oft the merry time has been	M
When Love and Friendship warm'd the breast	E
And Freedom making wealth a jest	E
The pride of Pomp derided	E
	-
Old JACOB was the Cottage Lord	E
His wide domain surrounding	J
By Nature's treasure amply stor'd	E
He from his casement could behold	E
The breezy mountain ting'd with gold	E
The varied landscape bounding	J
	-
The coming morn with lustre gay	N
Breath'd sweetly on his dwelling	J
The twilight veil of parting day	N
Stole softly o'er his quiet shed	E
Hiding the mountain's misty head	E
Where the night breeze was swelling	J
	-
One lovely Girl Old JACOB rear'd	E
And she was fair and blooming	J
She like the morning Star appear'd	E
Swift gliding o'er the mountain's crest	E
While her blue eyes her soul confess'd	E
No borrow'd rays assuming	J
	-
'Twas her's the vagrant lamb to lead	E
To watch the wild goat playing	J
To join the Shepherd's tuneful reed	E
And when the sultry Sun rose high	O
To tend the Herds deep lowing nigh	O
Where the swift brook was straying	J
	-
One sturdy Boy a younker bold	E
Ere they were doom'd to sever	P
Maintain'd poor JACOB sick and old	E
But now where yon tall poplars wave	Q
Pale primroses adorn the grave	Q
Where JACOB sleeps for Ever	P
	-
Young in the wars the brave Boy fell	H
His Sister died of sadness	C
But one remain'd their fate to tell	H
For JACOB now was left alone	R
And he alas was helpless grown	R
And pin'd in moody madness	C
	-
At night by moonshine would he stray	N
Along the upland dreary	S
And talking wildly all the way	N
Would fancy 'till the Sun uprose	C
That Heav'n in pity mark'd the woes	C
Of which his soul was weary	S
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One morn upon the dewy grass	C
Poor JACOB's sorrows ended	E
The woodland's narrow winding pass	C
Was his last scene of lonely care	T
For gentle Stranger lifeless there	T
Was JACOB'S form extended	E
	-
He lies beneath yon Poplar tree	S
That tops the church yard sighing	J
For sighing oft it seems to be	S
And as its waving leaves around	E
With morning's tears begem the ground	E
The Zephyr trembles flying	J
	-
And now behold yon little Cot	E
All dreary and forsaken	B
And know that soon 'twill be thy lot	E
To fall like Jacob and his race	C
And leave on Time's swift wing no trace	C
Which way thy course is taken	B
	-
Yet if for Truth and feeling known	R
Thou still shalt be lamented	E
For when thy parting sigh has flown	R
Fond MEM'RY on thy grave shall give	U
A tear to bid thy VIRTUES live	V
Then Smile AND BE CONTENTED	E

Mary Darby Robinson

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