Poems (Hornblower)/Sonnet (Wrentnall! farewell! where many a smiling day)
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SONNET.
Wrentnall! farewell! where many a smiling day Of rural pleasure has gone lightly by, And, like a summer sunbeam, seemed to flyAcross my spirit—soon to fade away.Farewell! ye deep-blue hills, ye waving fields, Each lovely landscape brightening to my gaze,The thousand varied charms that nature yields, Soon, soon to be the dream of other days.When I shall be far distant; peace be thine— Still may thy cottage smoke amid the trees— May the pure fragrance of the healthful breezeAnd many a cloudless sun upon thee shine!And oh! may they thy simple joys have blessed,In all their wanderings find as sweet a rest.