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John Codrington Bampfylde (Джон Кодрингтон Бэмпфилд) * * * As when, to one who long hath watched, the morn Advancing, slow forewarns the approach of day, (What time the young and flowery-kirtled May Decks the green hedge and dewy grass unshorn With cowslips pale, and many a whitening thorn; And now the sun comes forth with level ray,) Gilding the high-wood top and mountain gray; And as he climbs, the meadows' gins adorn: The rivers glisten to the dancing beam, The awakened birds begin their amorous strain, And hill and vale with joy and fragrance teem; Such is the sight of thee; thy wished return To eyes, like mine, that long have waked to mourn, That long have watched for light, and wept in vain. John Codrington Bampfylde's other poems:
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