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Poems (David)/Musings

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4586266Poems — MusingsEdith Mary David
MUSINGS.
Oh! give me but a quiet nook,
Where I can read my much-loved book,
Sheltered from the sun's warm ray,
Midst trees and flowers in the noon of day,
Listening to the gentle cooing dove
Murmuring to her mate her love,
And to the singing silvery brook
Winding through yon shady nook,
Where the nightingales love to dwell,
And the lovely varied blossoms tell
Of autumn's fruits and summer flowers,
Ornaments so fit for woodland bowers,
With the soft sighing of the leaves,
In the soft and gentle summer breeze.