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A POET'S STUDY.
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There too, in living, leafy pride,
Another tree should grow,
Whose writhed branches far and wide
Their welcome shade should throw.

Those boughs, by whisp'ring breezes stirr'd,
My canopy should be;
And every gentle whisper heard
Should tell a tale to me.

A crystal brook should babble by,
And to its bord'ring flowers
Impart fresh loveliness of dye,
And yet more fragrant powers.

Behind me, half conceal'd from sight,
As shunning public view,
The ivied church-tow'r's humble height
Should greet Heaven's vaulted blue.

A few low grassy mounds should tell
Where slept the silent dead;
And there the modest heather-bell
Should bend its graceful head.

A guileless infant too should stray
Where those blue flowers might wave,
And cull, perchance, a posy gay
From off a parent's grave.