In A Wood Near Amherst
Bashful, but least bothered by
His cheeky peeking.
Who against this hemlock lies
Sings for; none seeking.
A green warbler's - I look through!
Girl- my Emily!
Add this wish. Off whose coned shade
Nevermore wrenched free!
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