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His Return to London

Robert Herrick, from His Return to London 'From the dull confines of the drooping West, To see the day spring from the pregnant East, Ravished in spirit, I come, nay more, I fly To thee, blest place of my nativity!.... O fruitful Genius! that bestowest here An everlasting plenty, year by year. O place! O people! Manners! framed to please All nations, customs, kindreds, languages! London my home is, though by hard fate sent Into a long and irksome banishment; Yet since called back; henceforward let me be, O native country, repossessed by thee!'

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