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First Line: To me how wildly pleasing is that scene
Last Line: "grant me this life, thou spirit of the shades!"
Subject(s): Gypsies; Gipsies

To me how wildly pleasing is that scene
Which doth present, in evening's dusky hour,
A group of Gypsies, centered on the green,
In some warm nook where Boreas has no power;
Where sudden starts the quivering blaze behind
Short, shrubby bushes, nibbled by the sheep,
That mostly on these short sward pastures keep;
Now lost, now seen, now bending with the wind:
And now the swarthy Sybil kneels reclined;
With proggling stick she still renews the blaze,
Forcing bright sparks to twinkle from the flaze.
When this I view, the all-attentive mind
Will oft exclaim (so strong the scene pervades),
"Grant me this life, thou Spirit of the Shades!"

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