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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! 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
 behold, The night that calms, the day that cheers; The common growth of mother-earth Suffices me--her tears, her mirth, Her humblest mirth and tears. 135 "The dragon's wing, the magic ring, I shall not covet for my dower, If I along that lowly way With sympathetic heart may stray, And with a soul of power. 140 "These given, what more need I desire To stir, to soothe, or elevate? What nobler marvels than the mind May in life'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. I IN TRUTH AM ALL UNFIT TO BE YOUR MATE LONG HAVE I LOV'D WHAT I BEHOLD THE NIGHT THAT CALMS THE DAY THAT CHEERS THE COMMON GROWTH OF MOTHER EARTH SUFFICES ME HER TEARS HER MIRTH HER HUMBLEST MIRTH AND TEARS THE DRAGON'S WING THE MAGIC RING I SHALL NOT COVET FOR MY DOWER IF I ALONG THAT LOWLY WAY WITH SYMPATHETIC HEART MAY STRAY AND WITH A SOUL OF POWER THESE GIVEN WHAT MORE NEED I DESIRE TO 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
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