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Landscape at Home

The sun's latest beams have just faded in air,
and the mantle of twilight around me is spread
But my heart is o'er clouded with sorrow and care,
For I think on the days that forever have fled.

Oh I think that when last I beheld this soft view.
Taht hope promised fair and my soul was serene.
That the friends of my youth were watching it too,
And that hope shed its magic around the mild scene.

And still I will hope that as time rolls around,
I shall bury my cares in oblivions tomb.
That a pure hour of happiness yet will be found,
And I with my friends see the Landscape at Home. 

[[pencil drawing of large home with outbuildings surrounded by trees, a road leading up to buildings]]