Citation - New York Mercury (Lewis): 1782.06.21

NYM(L.782.020
21 Jun 1782:41 (147)
The Hermitage.
All hail, ye shades!--and thou, lone mossy cell,
Where sweet remembrance hovers o'er the scene
Of former joys; and fancy wakes the springs
Of new delight: I fondly greet you. Here,
Escaped from folly's empire and the tedious round
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