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...noblest toil, Ne for the other Muses meed decree, They praised are alone, and starve right merrily. • cath'd the forest oaks, or mountain pines, With singed...blasted heath. He now prcpar'd To «peak ; whereat their stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace. And I their toys to the great children...

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...rob me of free Nature's grace; You cannot shut the window* of the sky , Through which Aurora shews her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream at eve ; Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children...

...noblest toil, Ne for the other Muses meed decree, They praised are alone, and starve right merrily. stream, at eve : Let health my nervea and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children...

...of the false enchanter, Indolence, complain. I care not. Fortune, what you me deny : You cannot lob slream, at eve : Let health my nerves and liner fibres brace. And I their toys to the great children...

...impulses under which he wrote he has expressed in one noble stanza of the ' Castle of Indolence :' — that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty,...kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily lif stream, at eve : Let health шу nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children...

...Gray there was Thomson, some at least of whose lines, we know, clung to the memory of Wordsworth : — I care not, Fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot...constant feet to trace The woods and lawns by living stream at eve ; Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children...

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...So be it. They cannot rob me of free nature's grace, They cannot shut the windows of the sky, They cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream at eve, Of fancy, reason, virtue, naught can me bereave. 1 am sorry to observe that you are...