. The deserted village . eside yon straggling fence that skirts the wayWith blossomed furze unprofitably gay,There in his noisy mansion, skilled toi rule,^The village master taught his littleschool :A man severe he was,and stern to view,I knew him well, andevery truant knew;Well had the boding tremblerslearned to traceThe days disasters in his morning face;Full well they laughed with counterfeited gleeAt all his jokes, for many a joke had he;. 25

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