| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (18331908). A Victorian Anthology, 18371895. 1895. |
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| Amico Suo |
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| WHEN on my country walks I go, | |
| I never am alone: | |
| Though whomt were pleasure then to know | |
| Are gone, and you are gone; | |
| From every side discourses flow. | 5 |
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| There are rich counsels in the trees, | |
| And converse in the air; | |
| All magic thoughts in those and these | |
| And what is sweet and rare; | |
| And everything that living is. | 10 |
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| But most I love the meaner sort, | |
| For they have voices too; | |
| Yet speak with tongues, that never hurt, | |
| As ours are apt to do: | |
| The weeds, the grass, the common wort. | 15 |
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