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THE VISION OF THE FAWN.
Beneath a laurel, two fair streams between, / At early sunrise of the opening year, / A milk-white fawn upon the meadow green, / Of gold its either horn, I saw appear; / So mild, yet so majestic, was its mien, / I left, to follow, all my labours here, / As miners after treasure, in the keen / Desire of new, forget the old to fear. / "Let none impede" -- so, round its fair neck, run / The words in diamond and topaz writ -- / "My lord to give me liberty sees fit. " / And now the sun his noontide height had won / When I, with weary though unsated view, / Fell in the stream -- and so my vision flew.