Amos! I did not leave without regret
The pleasant home of Burton. Many months
Of tranquillest retirement had endear’d
The low abode, and I had sometimes heard
The voice of friendship there, and pass’d with thee
Hours of such blameless merriment as still
Make memory chearful. Nor wilt thou forget
How with hard toil and difficult ascent
We scaled the ruining cliff, and often paus’d
That the sea-breeze might cool our throbbing brows,
And gazed upon the ocean, shadowed half
By gathered clouds, beyond whose darker line
The pleasant home of Burton. Many months
Of tranquillest retirement had endear’d
The low abode, and I had sometimes heard
The voice of friendship there, and pass’d with thee
Hours of such blameless merriment as still
Make memory chearful. Nor wilt thou forget
How with hard toil and difficult ascent
We scaled the ruining cliff, and often paus’d
That the sea-breeze might cool our throbbing brows,
And gazed upon the ocean, shadowed half
By gathered clouds, beyond whose darker line
