Bohemia, o'er thy unatlassed borders
How many cross, with half-reluctant feet,
And unformed fears of dangers and disorders,
To find delights, more wholesome and more sweet
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A poem of great rhythm and great rhyme look at the end every 1,3 line then at end lines 2,4,5. A great message and again so cleverly composed.