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Who dwelt in yonder lonely Cot, Why is it thus forsaken? It seems, by all the world forgot, Above its path the high grass grows, And through its thatch the northwind blows --Its thatch, by tempests shaken. And yet, it tops a verdant hill By Summer gales surrounded: Beneath its door a shallow rill Runs brawling to the vale below, And near it sweetest flowrets grow By banks of willow bounded. Then why is ev'ry casement dark? Why looks the Cot so chearless? Ah ! why does ruin seem to mark The calm retreat where LOVE should dwell, And FRIENDSHIP teach the heart to swell With rapture, pure and fearless? There, far above the busy croud, Man may repose in quiet; There, smile, that he has left the proud, And blest with liberty, enjoy More than Ambition's gilded toy, Or Folly's sick'ning riot. For there, the ever tranquil mind, On calm Religion resting, May in each lonely labyrinth find The DEITY, whose boundless pow'r Directs the blast, or tints the flow'r-- No mortal foe molesting. Stranger, yon spot was once the scene Where peace and joy resided: And oft the merry time has been When Love and Friendship warm'd the breast, And Freedom, making wealth a jest, The pride of Pomp derided. Old JACOB was the Cottage Lord, His wide domain, surrounding, By Nature's treasure amply stor'd; He from his casement could behold The breezy mountain, ting'd with gold, The varied landscape bounding! The coming morn, with lustre gay, Breath'd sweetly on his dwelling; The twilight veil of parting day Stole softly o'er his quiet shed, Hiding the mountain's misty head, Where the night-breeze was swelling. One lovely Girl, Old JACOB rear'd And she was fair, and blooming; She, like the morning Star, appear'd, Swift gliding o'er the mountain's crest, While her blue eyes her soul confess'd, No borrow'd rays assuming. 'Twas her's, the vagrant lamb to lead, To watch the wild goat playing: To join the Shepherd's tuneful reed, And, when the sultry Sun rose high, To tend the Herds, deep-lowing nigh, Where the swift brook was straying. One sturdy Boy, a younker bold, Ere they were doom'd to sever, Maintain'd poor JACOB, sick and old; But now, where yon tall poplars wave, Pale primroses adorn the grave-- Where JACOB sleeps, for Ever! Young, in the wars, the brave Boy fell! His Sister died of sadness! But one remain'd their fate to tell, For JACOB now was left alone, And he, alas ! was helpless grown, And pin'd in moody madness. At night, by moonshine would he stray, Along the upland dreary; And, talking wildly all the way, Would fancy, 'till the Sun uprose, That Heav'n, in pity, mark'd the woes-- Of which his soul was weary. One morn, upon the dewy grass Poor JACOB's sorrows ended, The woodland's narrow winding pass Was his last scene of lonely care, For, gentle Stranger, lifeless there-- Was JACOB'S form extended! He lies beneath yon Poplar tree That tops the church-yard, sighing! For sighing oft it seems to be, And as its waving leaves, around, With morning's tears begem the ground The Zephyr trembles, flying! And now behold yon little Cot All dreary and forsaken! And know, that soon 'twill be thy lot, To fall, like Jacob and his race, And leave on Time's swift wing no trace, Which way thy course is taken. Yet, if for Truth and feeling known, Thou still shalt be lamented! For when thy parting sigh has flown, Fond MEM'RY on thy grave shall give A tear --to bid thy VIRTUES live! Then--Smile, AND BE CONTENTED!
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