I took in foreign scenes through alien eyes;—
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Felt dumb and dullard for an untrain'd tongue,—
Alone with park or statue to apprize,—
Alone for heart to feel or strok'd or stung.
Now old, familiar views yield new-glad charm;—
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My home is little changèd, much like me,
Yet say I, trav'ller, prompting none alarm:
"This place I live, I lov'd less previ'usly."