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For ever in the world of Fame
We live and yet abide the same:
Clouds may intercept our rays,
Or desert Lands reflect our blaze.

The beauteous Month of May began,
       &nbspAnd all was Mirth and Sport,
When Baron Guelph of Adelstan
       &nbspTook leave and left the Court.

From Fête and Rout and Opera far
       &nbspThe full town he forsook,
And changed his wand and golden star
       &nbspFor Shepherd's Crown and Crook.

The knotted net of light and shade
       &nbspBeneath the budding tree,
A sweeter day-bed for him made
       &nbspThan Couch and Canopy.

In copse or lane, as Choice or Chance
       &nbspMight lead him was he seen;
And join'd at eve the village dance
       &nbspUpon the village green.

Nor endless—