. The deserted village . Far different these from every former scene,The cooling brook, the grassy vested green,The breezy covert of the warbling grove,That only sheltered thefts of harmless love. 38. 39 Good Heaven! what sorrows gloomed that parting dayThat called them from their native walks away;When the poor exiles,every pleasure past,Hung round the bowers, and fondly looked their last,And took a long farewell, and wished in vainFor seats like these beyond the western main;And shuddering still to face the distant deep,Returnd and wept, and still returnd to good old sire, the first


. The deserted village . Far different these from every former scene,The cooling brook, the grassy vested green,The breezy covert of the warbling grove,That only sheltered thefts of harmless love. 38. 39 Good Heaven! what sorrows gloomed that parting dayThat called them from their native walks away;When the poor exiles,every pleasure past,Hung round the bowers, and fondly looked their last,And took a long farewell, and wished in vainFor seats like these beyond the western main;And shuddering still to face the distant deep,Returnd and wept, and still returnd to good old sire, the first prepared to goTo new-found worlds, and wept for others woe;But for himself, in conscious virtue brave,He only wished for worlds beyond the grave. 40


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