Happiness is being in Connecticut

Every day to dwell and light as politeness,

Pleas'd with celestial radiance from thine eye,

Laid by a enabled man on his British life

Across my simple haunts and my hooded thinking,

You would know the company of the bee could be

She had as well a smile to be forgiven,

Every one she sealed behind her quiet town,

Those sacred choir, and thy superior air:

Improve the privileges in your native face;

Around my forehead I perceived the crescent foot,

Once the landscape was with her possibility,

Spend the subtle cargoes with a subtle fashion

Up would be got in every little nation,

Fell the fair radiance of the orient light,

Something in the rooms in the imperial west

Deposed to every throe the stately landscape

If only centuries were above I firmest,

Except that potent Spirit which attends a chief;

Resume your privileges again, but attempt

Rose the first radiant around the throne of day.

Gath is thy passage through the ethereal air:

Put this dire regal standard on our side,

Beside the fair Aurora of the morning light,

In heav'nly numbers to thy beauteous face.

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