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 Dear native brook! where first young Star'd wildly-eager in her noontide dream, Where dimple  cheek, As water-lilies ripple a slow stream! Dear native haunts! where Virtue still is gay: Where Friendship's fix'd-star sheds a mellow'd ray; Where a crown of thornless Roses wears: Where soften'd smiles within her tears; And Mem'ry, with a chaste employ, Unceasing feeds the lambent flame of Joy! No more your sky-larks melting from the sight Shall thrill th' attuned heart-string with delight:— No more shall deck your pensive Pleasures sweet With wreaths of sober hue my evening seat. Yet dear to Fancy's eye your varied scene Of wood, hill, dale, and sparkling brook between!