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nature's grand romantic charms invite The glowing rapture of the soul refin'd;   In scenes like these the young poetic mind May court the dreams of fancy with delight; And dear to those by every muse inspir'd,   The rural landscape, and the prospect fair; They love in mountain solitudes retir'd,   To own illusions that may banish care. These gentle visions ever shall remain, To soothe the poet in his pensive hours; For him shall Fancy cull Piërian flowers, And strew her garlands o'er the path of pain: For him shall Memory shed her pensive ray, O'er the soft hours of life's enchanting May.

 

more the glowing flowers of spring, Enrich the sweet romantic dell; Yet ah! the tints of Autumn bring, A fading charm, a soft farewell. Dear Autumn! as thy sober hues Adorn the scene with shadowy grace; 