"Sweet Auburn, loveliest village of the plain, 

 Where health and plenty cheered the laboring swain, 

 Where smiling Spring its earliest visit paid, 

 And parting Summer's lingerings blooms delayed! 

 Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease — 

 Seats of my youth, when every sport could please ! 

 How often have I loitered o'er thy green, 

 Where humble happiness endeared each scene !" 



— Goldsmith. 



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