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Laura Sophia Temple (Лаура София Темпл) Sonnet 4. To the BANKS of the EX Oft does my heart recal each bloomy grace, That clothes thy woodland-wilds enchanting scene; And oft does musing thought delighted trace, Each lovely feature of thy vallies green. Ah! myrtle shades! where late I wont to stray, And meet soft interchange of friendship's glance; Ah wavey hills! whose tops of sombre grey, First woke the bounding throb of young Romance. How I have ponder'd o'er your mantling charms! And worn ye in my heart for many a year! How has my fancy woo'd ye to her arms, And brought your well-remember'd beauties near! And still--oh still be Mem'ry's proudest boast, The golden hours I lived on Devon's coast. Laura Sophia Temple's other poems:
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