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But there may many a tuneful bird
In safety build its nest,
And hatch its downy progeny
Among thy boughs, sweet chestnut tree!
In safety build its nest,
And hatch its downy progeny
Among thy boughs, sweet chestnut tree!
And be thy smooth and velvet rind
By no rude hand defac'd;
And may the dull unletter'd hind,
With no fine feelings grac'd,
Ne'er find a peaceful shade in thee,
My own, my beauteous chestnut tree!
By no rude hand defac'd;
And may the dull unletter'd hind,
With no fine feelings grac'd,
Ne'er find a peaceful shade in thee,
My own, my beauteous chestnut tree!
But should a being, gentle, mild,
Of noble mind possest,
Sweet poesy's enraptur'd child,
Beneath thy foliage rest,
Of noble mind possest,
Sweet poesy's enraptur'd child,
Beneath thy foliage rest,
