Rhymes Of Life

Walk cautiously upon the unknown paths,
Throu dale's by virgin woods; when smoke hungs
Over the dove-groves and massy lawns,
Sing, rhymes of life while; going throu grassy shores
To discover the sweet murmur of affarwat falls---
When alone keep your fancy fresh; with happy song,
Of Quails and Cakcoo, that recalls you,
From whence you came forth: and avoid unhappy
Routes in your course, you're a stranger,
---- O Molley!
Nature feel's your footfalls, and loves, so highly!
Knowing that you're coy and cute Romani,
And preserves for you luscious sweet; eye pea,
Oh dearly! don't undergo any exetreme evil,
That might cause harm to you; as your father,
Did and then nobody rescued him.