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CALIFORNIA
Oft let me wander o'er the dewy fields,
Where freshness breathes, and dash the trembling drops From the bent bush, as through the verdant maze Of sweet-briar hedges I pursue my walk.
THOMSON.
ABMBORLIAD
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I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers, Of April, May, of June, and July flowers;
I sing of may-poles."
HERRICK.