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THE WILD DUCK'S NEST

          THE imperial Consort of the Fairy-king
          Owns not a sylvan bower; or gorgeous cell
          With emerald floored, and with purpureal shell
          Ceilinged and roofed; that is so fair a thing
          As this low structure, for the tasks of Spring,
          Prepared by one who loves the buoyant swell
          Of the brisk waves, yet here consents to dwell;
          And spreads in steadfast peace her brooding wing.
          Words cannot paint the o'ershadowing yew-tree bough,
          And dimly-gleaming Nest,--a hollow crown                    10
          Of golden leaves inlaid with silver down,
          Fine as the mother's softest plumes allow:
          I gazed--and, self-accused while gazing, sighed
          For human-kind, weak slaves of cumbrous pride!
                                                              1819.


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