Should we miss but a tree where we used to be playing, </br> Or find the wood cut where we sauntered a-Maying,— </br> If the yew-seat’s away, or the … - Susanna Blamire

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Should we miss but a tree where we used to be playing, </br> Or find the wood cut where we sauntered a-Maying,— </br> If the yew-seat’s away, or the ivy’s a-wanting, </br> We hate the fine lawn and the new-fashioned planting. </br> Each thing called improvement seems blackened with crimes, </br> If it tears up one record of blissful old times.