FROM TOWN.

Otago Witness, Issue 1159, 14 February 1874, Page 22

FROM TOWN.

Attay, my thoughts, away— We'll from the town to-day ! Yeß, we the quiet hours will kDow That tranquil Nature can bestow Where green hills rise, and rivers flow, And landscapes stretch away To circling skies that all below Bound in. with airy grey. Away, my thoughts, away— We'll from the town to-day! Oh, joy to be away From the hot town to-day ! To feel the grass beneath thy feet, To feel the skies my blest eyes meet I Oh ! but it makes my heart to beat, To feel how far away Are care and toil, the loud, full street, And the dim City day ! Oh, Joy to be away from the hot town to-day ! Oh, joy, I am away From the dull town to-day ! Now, stretched at length, I thoughtless rest, My careless head thrown back, and prest Upon that pillow it Joves best, The green, sweet meadow grass ; While, with the sultry quiet blest, X watch the slow clouds pass. Oh, joy, I am away From the dull town to-day ! Oh, bliss, I'm far away From London's roar to-day ! Beneath the worn, wild cliffs I please My eyes with sights of mighty seas Swept shorewards by the whistling breeze, And felt the salt Bea-spray Beat on my face, and breathe in ease While the gusts 'gainst me play. Oh, bliss, I'm far away From the vexed town to-day ! Oh, bliss, I'm far away From the vexed town to-day ! Now, on some grassy meadow stream, I watch the play of shade and gleam, And see the placid angler dream The quiet hours away, While all things men most strive for seem Not worth a thought to-day. Oh, bliss, I'm far away From the vexed town to-day? Oh, bliss, I'm far away From toil and care today ! Now on pome mighty mountain's side I gee the mists ot morning slide •From the wide landscape, still more wide Stretching- each step I go, Far lakes, and vales, and seas descried In sunlight bathed below. So bear me far away, Blest Fancy, many a day !