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POEMS

CHIEFLY

PHILOSOPHICAL,

IN CONTINUATION OF

MY BOOK AND A HALF YEAR'S POEMS,

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THESE thoughts, while through my brain they passed, were mine;
Pássing through thý brain, reader, they are thine;
Use them as bést thou mayst; who I am, thee
Concerns as little, as who thou art, me.

COME, Máry with the eyes so blue,
Come, Máry with the heart so true,
Cóme and let 's roam a while together
În the bright, warm, sunshiny weather,
Along the lane, beneath the trees,
In the fiéld or garden, where you please,
For it 's not about the walk I care,
Bút to be with you anywhere.

If you don't like to walk, we 'll sit
In the jéssamine bower and while you knit,
Or dráw, or work in filligree,
Í, on a stool beside your knee,
Will tell you tales, read poetry,
Or lílt to my guitár an air,
Not that guitár or book 's my care,
Bút to be with you anywhere.

If less agreeable the bower,

That on the hill commands the shore
And får off hears the breakers roar.
There, armed with Galilean eye,
Évery spar, sail, rope we 'll descry
In every táll ship passing by,
Not that for tówer, sea, ship I care,
Bút to be with you anywhere.

If you will not the tower ascend,
Into the wood our steps let 's bend
And márk with what agility
The brówn squirrel bounds from tree to tree,
Or hear the oft repeated stroke
That félls at last old monarch oak,
Or gáther mushrooms or see glide
The clear stream by the gráy rock's side,
Nót that for stream, rock, wood I care,
Bút to be with you anywhere.

You 'll nóne of all; well, Mary, no;
Out of this spot we 'll never go.
Smile but on me those eyes so blue,
Beát but for me that heart so true,
Hére is my world, and other none
I recognise beneath the sun;
Beside you here I 'll live and die,

Beside you 's my eternity. TAUERNHAUS, FEURLEITEN, at the foot of the Gross-GLOCKNER, July 17, 1851; and while walking from LIENZ to SILian in the PUSTERTHAL, July 21, 1854.

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