A Wish
Samuel Rogers
1763 to 1855
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Mine be a cot beside the hill;
And share my meal, a welcome guest.
The swallow, oft, beneath my thatch,
And point with taper spire to heaven.
Where first our marriage-vows were given,
With merry peals shall swell the breeze,
A willowy brook, that turns a mill,
A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear;
Shall twitter from her clay-built nest;
And Lucy, at her wheel, shall sing
In russet-gown and apron blue.
Around my ivied porch shall spring
The village-church, among the trees,
With many a fall shall linger near.
Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch,
Each fragrant flower that drinks the dew;