...the greec, — These, far departing, seek a kinder shore, And rural mirth and manners are no more. Amidst thy tangling walks and ruined grounds, And,...view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all...

...all the green ; These, far departing, seek a kinder shore, And rural mirth and manners are no more. Sweet Auburn ! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades...view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes, with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all...

...all the green, These, far departing, seek a kinder shore, And rural mirth and manners are no more. Sweet Auburn ! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades...my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks, and ruin'd grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn...

...'sports,' and of the emigration, 'These far-departing, &c.' is here again unnecessarily repeated. V. 74. Sweet Auburn ! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades...my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks, and ruin'd grounds, And, many a year elaps'd, return to view, Where once the cottage stood the hawthorn...

...And rural mirth and manners are no more. Sweet Aubum! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades forlom confess the tyrant's power. Here as I take my solitary...walks and ruined grounds, And, many a year elapsed, retum to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthom grew, Sij Remembrance wakes with all her busy...

...decay declares Goldsmith after delicate evocations of the vanished community, and soon thereafter, Sweet Auburn! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades forlorn confess the tyrant's power. He concludes with a prescient scene of uprooted peasants forced to emigrate to North America. Swift...

...all the green; These, far departing, seek a kinder shore, And rural mirth and manners are no more. Sweet Auburn! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades...view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all...

...verses, in which he fancies he revisits Auburn — "Here as I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangled walks and ruined grounds, And, many a year elapsed,...view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes, with all her busy train, Swells at my heart, and turns the past to pain. In all...