I travelled among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea;<?xml:namespace prefix = o /> Nor, England! I did I know till then What love I bore to thee. ’Tis past, that melancholy dream! Nor will I quit thy shore A second time; for still I seem To love thee more and more. Among thy mountains did I feel The joy of my desire; And she I cherished turned her wheel Beside an English fire. Thy mornings showed, thy nights concealed The bowers where Lucy played; And thine too is the last green field That Lucy’s eyes surveyed. |
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