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ITH gracefull paue awhile the Wizard stood, Then thus reumd,—As he whoe homeward way Lies through the windings of ome verdant wood; Through many a mazy turn and arbour gay He ues the flowery teps of jollie May, While through the openings many a lawnkepe new Burts on his ight; yet, never once atray, Still home he wends: o we our theme pursue, Through many a bank and bowre cloe following till our cue.