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22 Though Nature could not touch his heart

By lovely forms and silent weather,

And tender sounds, yet you might see

At once that Peter Bell and she

Had often been together.

A savage wildness round him hung

As of a dweller out of doors;

In his whole figure and his mien

A savage character was seen,

Of mountains and of dreary moors.

To all the unshap'd half human thoughts

Which solitary Nature feeds

'Mid summer storms or winter's ice,

Had Peter join'd whatever vice

The cruel city breeds.