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Poems (Baldwyn)/The Stream

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4501795Poems — The StreamAugusta Baldwyn
THE STREAM.
Oh, gentle stream that wanders free
Where peace so sweetly reigns,
Had I a lowly home by thee,
In these still flow'ry plains!

How would I love this humble spot,
This utter solitude!
By all but Heaven though forgot,
No care might here intrude.

In sweet seclusion's happy shade
I fain would wish to dwell;
Oh, would I now forever bade
The busy world farewell.