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THE PILGRIM; FOR AN ALBUM by JOHN HENRY NEWMAN

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First Line: THERE STRAY'D AWHILE, AMID THE WOODS OF DART
Last Line: YET KEPT HE SAFE HIS PLEDGE, PRIZING HIS PILGRIM-LOT.
Subject(s): PILGRIMAGES & PILGRIMS;
THERE stray'd awhile, amid the woods of Dart,
One who could love them, but who durst not love.
A vow had bound him, ne'er to give his heart
To streamlet bright, or soft secluded grove.
'Twas a hard humbling task, onwards to move
His easy-captured eyes from each fair spot,
With unattach'd and lonely step to rove
O'er happy meads, which soon its print forgot: --
Yet kept he safe his pledge, prizing his pilgrim-lot.



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