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COMRADES, leave me here a little, while as yet 2 't is early morn; 6) Leave me here, and when you want me, sound

upon the bugle-horn.

'T is the place, and all around it, as of old, the curlews

call, Dreary gleams about the moorland flying over Locksley


Locksley Hall, that in the distance overlooks the sandy

tracts, And the hollow ocean-ridges roaring into cataracts.

Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I went to

rest, Did I look on great Orion sloping slowly to the West. Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising through the mel.

low shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid.

Here about the beach I wandered, nourishing a youth

sublime With the fairy tales of science, and the long result of


When the centuries behind me like a fruitful land reposed; When I clung to all the present for the promise that it

closed :

When I dipt into the future far as human eye could see; Saw the Vision of the world, and all the wonder that

would be. —

In the Spring a fuller crimson comes upon the robin's

breast; In the Spring the wanton lapwing gets himself another


In the Spring a livelier iris changes on the burnished

dove; In the Spring a young man’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts

of love.

Then her cheek was pale and thinner than should be for

one so young, And her eyes on all my motions with a mute observance


And I said, “My cousin Amy, speak, and speak the

truth to me, Trust me, cousin, all the current of my being sets to thee.”

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