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! tho' thy rugged brow, No vivid wreaths entwine; Tho' not for thee the zephyr blow, Tho' not for thee the blossom glow, Or skies unclouded shine:

Tho' o'er thy dark and russet vest No rainbow-colors play; Tho' dim thine eye, tho' cold thy breast, Yet be thou honor'd, be thou blest, E'en more than youthful May!