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OH! not in ceiled rooms of state,
Cumber'd with books the while,
Would I the Muse's influence wait,
Or there expect her smile.
Cumber'd with books the while,
Would I the Muse's influence wait,
Or there expect her smile.
A nook in some lone churchyard green,
Fann'd by the summer breeze—
The living and the dead between,
Would more my fancy please.
Fann'd by the summer breeze—
The living and the dead between,
Would more my fancy please.
Nor unto Fancy's power alone
Should such a scene appeal;
Its sober and its chasten'd tone
My inmost heart would feel.
Should such a scene appeal;
Its sober and its chasten'd tone
My inmost heart would feel.
The moss'd trunk of a scathed tree
Should be my only seat;
And more than moral tomes to me
That relique should repeat.
Should be my only seat;
And more than moral tomes to me
That relique should repeat.