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Sonnet VIII.

By Robert Southey

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With many a weary step, at length I gain         Thy summit, Lansdown; and the cool breeze plays,         Gratefully round my brow, as hence the gaze     Returns to dwell upon the journeyed plain.         'Twas a long way and tedious! to the eye     Tho fair the extended vale, and fair to view     The falling leaves of many a faded hue,         That eddy in the wild gust moaning by.     Even so it fared with Life! in discontent     Restless thro' Fortune's mingled scenes I went,         Yet wept to think they would return no more!     But cease fond heart in such sad thoughts to roam,     For surely thou ere long shall reach thy home,         And pleasant is the way that lies before.

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About Robert Southey

Robert Southey (1774–1843) was an English Romantic poet, historian, and biographer who served as Poet Laureate from 1813 to 1843. His poems include "The Battle of Blenheim" and "The Inchcape Rock," and he was a member of the Lake Poets alongside Wordsworth and Coleridge.

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