Ad Musa m.
0 maid, that, far from town's tumultuous strife, Leadest a country life I Beneath the healthy blue, Amidst the Bmiling green, Gathering fresh flowers of every varied hue, Thy form is oftenest seen. The nightingale when singing to the night, Under the starry light, Oft sees thy upturned face Shining in that dark place, Where thou art sitting underneath the tree To hear her minstrelsy. The whistling ploughman, with his brawny hands On his stopped ploughshare stands, Midway in the furrow long, To hear thy sudden song, And see the flutter of thy garments white Jnst vanish out of sight. 0 come, sweet nyraph, and make a home with me, And happy shalt thou bo ; Though humble is my oot, And small my garden-plot, The larger landscape, that my neighbors own, Is mine, not theirs alone.
— Gerrard LfAcis
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Waikato Times, Volume XXII, Issue 1794, 5 January 1884, Page 6
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141Ad Musam. Waikato Times, Volume XXII, Issue 1794, 5 January 1884, Page 6
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