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In return thou shalt receive
123.—THE DAISY. (WILLIAM WORDEE.
124.-THE WISH. [SAMUEL ROGERS.)
A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear:
Shall twitter from her clay-built nest;
Each fragrant flower that drinks the dew : And Lucy at her wheel shall sing In russet gown and apron blue.
4. The village church among the trees,
Where first our marriage vows were given, With merry peals shall swell the breeze,
And point with taper spire to Heaven.
125.- THE MORNING WALK. [THOMAS WHARTON.]
Oh! ever after summer shower,
His last faint gleam the Rainbow spreads. 126.-THE BRAMBLE FLOWER. EBENEZER ELLIOTT.) Thy fruit full well the school-boy knows,
Wild Bramble of the brake!
I love it for his sake.
That cannot feel how fair,
Thy tender blossoms are.
The primrose to the grave
gone; The hawthorn flower is dead; The violet by the moss-grey stone
Hath laid her weary head.
In all their living power,
And boyhood's blooming hour.
127.-THE SHEPHERD AND HIS Dog.
On these wide downs we watch all day; He looks in my face when the wind blows cold, ,
And thus, methinks, I hear him say.
“The grey stone circle is below;
The village smoke is at our feet,
Master ! alone thou shalt not be ; And when the turf is on thy head,
I only shall remember thee.”