The puffy and soft partner of life's moments,
Cwtching it releases all our torments,
Soaking the dripping tears from our eyes,
Irrespective of its large or small size! ...
Written in April 1798, during the alarm of an invasion
A green and silent spot, amid the hills,
A small and silent dell! O'er stiller place
No singing skylark ever poised himself.
The hills are heathy, save that swelling slope,
Which hath a gay and gorgeous covering on,
All golden with the never-bloomless furze,
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