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 As, at the early break of dawn..... I roved thro' Folly's glittering maze Escaped at length, where none intrude On gathering some flowers Soothe me no more... Last night, I woke from dreams of thee No, Lady, 'tis not words can tell.. With a Wreath of Myrtle..... Night,-thy lone shades I once abhorr'd Those tears-those tears, will rise to view If, for a moment, I forget..... DEVOTIONAL PIECES. xi Page 267 268 269 270 271 272 . 273 274 ... 275 ... 276 277 A Hymn, on coming out of Church. 283 A Sunday thought 285 The World forgetting, by the World forgot.. 286 A Morning Hymn 288 How sweet to the swain is the last blush of eve 290 291 Composed on the sea-shore... SONNETS. I. On returning to a favourite place of Residence II. On visiting Hagley III. To Peace IV. The Winter's Noon V. On quitting Home 295 296 . 297 .. 298 299 VI. On finding a Book, which had been long laid by ... 300 VII. Written on a Winter's Morning VIII. Written on a Moonlight Night IX. Composed on a Bank, where Snow-drops grew . 301 . 302 ..... 303