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Yes, there is holy pleasure in thine eye!
-The lovely Cottage to the guardian nook,
Hath stirr’d thee deeply; with its own dear brook,
Its own small pasture, almost its own sky!
But covet not the abode; forbear to sigh
As many do, repining while they look;
Intruders – who would tear from Nature’s book
This precious leaf with harsh impiety,
-Think what the home must be if it were thine,
Even thine, though few thy wants! – Roof, window, door,
The very flowers are sacred to the Poor,
The roses to the porch which they entwine;
Yea, all that now enchants thee, from the day
On which it should be touch’d, would melt away!


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