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 MlSCELLAIq EOtlS PO I.NIS. 203 Where all the varied hues, thst Painting loves, In lively contrast, yet harmonious, vie; Beyond, rise bowering'trees, nor farther rOves, Check'd by'their close-knit shade, the curious y/. Ev'n the old whetstone, wild wit wCls'o'erspread, The ancient frittrees, tha*,- fantastic, thr6w Their twining arms ibove the grass-grown shea A rustic charon, an ailded grace, bestow. Not far beyond, form'd of a 'single plank, Propp'd at each end by udely-shapen stave, A narrow bridge unites each grassy bknk, And throws its inm on:th e imsaing wave. And to the right, between the tangled boughs, Low-sunk, and parted fro TM its parent stream, A rivulet is sparkling, as it flows; Betray'd, alone, by 6tfdl dim0nd gleam. The rude stone-steps, down which the cottage-maid Descends so oft, to dip her brimming pail, Complete the rural scene; it is portray'd, And pleas'd.each :faithful lineament I hail. ......... Google

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