Текст оригинала на английском языке
Lines on Woodstock
We fancy the lustre of the old town is reflected on the new. English Woodstock was a royal residence. English Woodstock had a Palace Where the Queen in jealous malice Slew romance's fairest flower, Fair Rosamond, in secret bower, Our Woodstock, pleasant county town- (This brings it both wealth and renown)- To your strong castle some are sent For to give them leisure to repent, And the Reeves will, in their bounty, Build court house worthy of the county. A charming vista you do view, Gazing on each street and Avenue, Mansions and lawns embowered 'mong trees Where wealthy owners live at ease ; And through the air there sweetly floats Harmonious Woodstock organ notes, And men employment secure In Factory for Furniture ; And the pacing of your horses It is famed o'er many courses. Old Oxford was a seat of knowledge, Woodstock it hath a fine College.
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