Two centuries of song : or, Lyrics, madrigals, sonnets, and other occasional verses of the English poets of the last two hundred years . ife, died hopelessly in debt, neglected anddeserted by the herd that he had wasted his extraordinary talent LINES FROM THE HEART. Sweet is the vale where virtue dwells. The vale where honest lo\c invites,By margined brook or moss-grown cells, To taste its joys, its soft is the vale where oft Ive strayed Through tangled brake or meadow green ;Sweet are its groves, and sweet its shade, The verdant vale of Taunton Dean. If friends the wayworn stra
Two centuries of song : or, Lyrics, madrigals, sonnets, and other occasional verses of the English poets of the last two hundred years . ife, died hopelessly in debt, neglected anddeserted by the herd that he had wasted his extraordinary talent LINES FROM THE HEART. Sweet is the vale where virtue dwells. The vale where honest lo\c invites,By margined brook or moss-grown cells, To taste its joys, its soft is the vale where oft Ive strayed Through tangled brake or meadow green ;Sweet are its groves, and sweet its shade, The verdant vale of Taunton Dean. If friends the wayworn stranger seeks Whose kindness comfort can impart,Here every tongue a welcome speaks, A home he finds in every , when I hear the cynic cry No friendship in the world is seen,My fleeting thoughts to Taunton fly, For friendship dwells in Taunton Dean. The bandage once from Cupids eyes By reason and by prudence wanton god to Taunton flies To revel on its daisied oh ! tis sure where Beauty plays Love in its ecstasy is seen ;His sight restored he onward strays : She holds her court in Taunton Dean. 161 Y ;^- m. I.
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