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—Again he wanders forth at will,And tends a Flock from hill to hill:His garb is humble; ne'er was seenSuch garb with such a noble mien;Among the Shepherd-grooms no MateHath he, a Child of strength and state!Yet lacks not friends for solemn glee,And a chearful company,That learn'd of him submissive ways;And comforted his private days.To his side the Fallow-deerCame, and rested without fear;The Eagle, Lord of land and sea,Stoop'd down to pay him fealty;And both the undying Fish that swimThrough Bowscale-Tarn did wait on him,The pair were Servants of his eyeIn their immortality,