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TO THE DAISY.

In youth from rock to rock I went,From hill to hill, in discontentOf pleasure high and turbulent,Most pleas'd when most uneasy;But now my own delights I make,My thirst at every rill can slake,And gladly Nature's love partakeOf thee, sweet Daisy!
VOL I.
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