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[16] "And I, as well as I was able, On two poor legs, toward my stone table Limped on with sore vexation. [17] 175 "O, here he is!" cried little Bess   She saw me at the garden door; "We've waited anxiously and long," They cried, and all around me throng, Full nine of them or more! AND I AS WELL AS I WAS ABLE ON TWO POOR LEGS TOWARD MY STONE TABLE LIMPED ON WITH SORE VEXATION OH HERE HE IS CRIED LITTLE BESS SHE SAW ME AT THE GARDEN DOOR WE'VE WAITED ANXIOUSLY AND LONG THEY CRIED AND ALL AROUND ME THRONG FULL NINE OF THEM OR MORE
's daily prospect find, May find or there create? 145 "A potent wand doth Sorrow wield; What spell so strong as guilty Fear! Repentance is a tender Sprite; If aught on earth have heavenly might, 'Tis lodged within her silent tear. 150 "But grant my wishes,--let us now Descend from this ethereal height; Then take thy way, adventurous Skiff, More daring far than Hippogriff, And be thy own delight! 155 "To the stone-table in my garden, Loved haunt of many a summer hour, [E] The Squire is come: his daughter Bess Beside him in the cool recess Sits blooming like a flower. 160 "With these are many more convened; They know not I have been so far;-- I see them there, in number nine, Beneath the spreading Weymouth-pine! I see them--there they are! 165 "There sits the Vicar and his Dame; And there my good friend, Stephen Otter; And, ere the light of evening fail, To them I must relate the Tale Of Peter Bell the Potter." 170 Off flew the Boat--away she flees, Spurning her freight with indignation! STIR TO SOOTHE OR ELEVATE WHAT NOBLER MARVELS THAN THE MIND MAY IN LIFE'S DAILY PROSPECT FIND MAY FIND OR THERE CREATE A POTENT WAND DOTH SORROW WIELD WHAT SPELL SO STRONG AS GUILTY FEAR REPENTANCE IS A TENDER SPRITE IF AUGHT ON EARTH HAVE HEAVENLY MIGHT TIS LODGED WITHIN HER SILENT TIER BUT GRANT MY WISHES LET US NOW DESCEND FROM THIS ETHEREAL HEIGHT THEN TAKE THY WAY ADVENTUROUS SKIFF MORE DARING FAR THAN HIPPOGRIFF AND BE THY OWN DELIGHT TO THE STONE TABLE IN MY GARDEN LOVED HAUNT OF MANY A SUMMER HOUR THE SQUIRE IS COME HIS DAUGHTER BEST BESIDE HIM IN THE COOL RECESS SITS BLOOMING LIKE A FLOWER WITH THESE ARE MANY MORE CONVENED THEY KNOW NOT I HAVE BEEN SO FAR I SEE THEM THERE IN NUMBER NINE BENEATH THE SPREADING WEYMOUTH PINE I SEE THEM THERE THEY ARE THERE SITS THE VICAR AND HIS DAME AND THERE MY GOOD FRIEND STEPHEN OTTER AND ERE THE LIGHT OF EVENING FAIL TO THEM I MUST RELATE THE TALE OF PETER BELL THE POTTER OFF FLEW THE BOAT AWAY SHE FLEES SPURNING HER FREIGHT WITH INDIGNATION
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