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fhrowded in mow and clouds ; but I found 

 them not fo, they were happier in their 

 mofs-grown coverings, than millions in 

 more exalted ftations of life ; here I truly 

 found that 



Tho* poor the peafant's hut, his feafts tho' fmall, 

 He fees his little lot, the lot of all ; 

 Sees no contiguous palace rear it's head, 

 To fhame the meannefs of his humble fhed ; 

 No coftly lord the fumptuous banquet deal, 

 To make him loath his vegetable meal ; 

 But calm, and bred in ignorance and toil, 

 Each with contracting fits him to the foil. 

 Cheerful at morn he wakes from fhort repofe, 

 Breathes the keen air, and carols as he goes. 

 At night, returning, every labour fped," 

 He fits him down the monarch of a fhed. 



There are two houfes in this village, at 

 which the wearied traveller may take fuch 

 poor refrefhments as the place affords. 

 One of thefe belongs to John Clofe, a 



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