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45 Literary Gazette, 14th September, 1822, Pages 583-584

ORIGINAL POETRY.

POETICAL SKETCHES.

Third Series.— Sketch the Second. GLADESMUIR.

"There is no home like the home of our infancy, no remembrances like those of our youth; the old trees whose topmost boughs we have climbed, the hedge containing that prize a bird's nest, the fairy tale we heard by the fireside, are things of deep and serious interest in maturity. The heart, crushed or hardened by its intercourse with the world, turns with affectionate delight to its early dreams. How I pity those whose childhood has been unhappy! to them one of the sweetest springs of feeling has been utterly denied, the most green and beautiful part of life laid waste. But to those whose spring has been what spring should ever be, fresh, buoyant, and gladsome, whose cup has not been poisoned at the first draught, how delicious is recollection! they truly know the pleasures of memory."

------ There is not A valley of more quiet happiness, Bosomed in greener trees, or with a river Clearer than thine, Gladesmuir! There are huge hills Like barriers by thy side, where the tall pine Stands stately as a warrior in his prime, Mixed with low gnarled oaks, whose yellow leaves Are bound with ruby tendrils, emerald shoots, And the wild blossoms of the honeysuckle; And even more impervious grows the brier, Covered with thorns and roses, mingled like Pleasures and pains, but shedding richly forth Its fragrance on the air; and by its side