Wood-Notes - Part 1

Muse-HAUNTED covert! often as this way
Her soft-trod footsteps fair Cleora brings,
Whether the first lark sings,
Or Philomela pours her quivering lay,
Or whether at Noon's hotter hour, — O shade,
Shade her fair form!
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