After-recollection at Sight of the Same Cottage
When first I saw that dear abode
It was a lovely winter's day;
After a night of perilous storm
The west wind ruled with gentle sway—
A day so mild it might have been
The first day of the gladsome spring;
The robins warbled, and I heard
One solitary throstle sing.
It was a lovely winter's day;
After a night of perilous storm
The west wind ruled with gentle sway—
A day so mild it might have been
The first day of the gladsome spring;
The robins warbled, and I heard
One solitary throstle sing.
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