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Alfred Austin - "Give me a roof where Wisdom dwells"
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Give me a roof where Wisdom dwells,
 Where honeysuckle smiles and smells,
 A bleating flock, some lowing kine,
 An honest welcome always mine,
 A homely draught, a humble meal,
 
 Leisure to live, to think, to feel,
 A narrow plot, a prospect wide,
 A patch upon the mountain side!
 From these my heart you will not wean
 For Fashion`s tinsel, Splendour`s sheen,
 The Sceptre`s favour, Senate`s prize,
 No, nor the Empire of your eyes.
 Farewell! The Valley be your own!
 And I will scale the heights,—alone.
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