Answer:
Step-by-step explanation:
In all my wanderings round this world of care,
In all my griefs—and God has given my share—
I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown,
Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down;
To husband out life's taper at the close,
And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
I still had hopes, for pride attends us still,
Amidst the swains to shew my book-learned skill,
Around my fire an evening groupe to draw,
And tell of all I felt, and all I saw;
And, as an hare whom hounds and horns pursue,
Pants to the place from whence at first she flew,
I still had hopes, my long vexations past,
Here to return—and die at home at last.
blest retirement, friend to life's decline,
In these lines we can see the poet's hopes of later life, to retire in the village, among it's "humble bowers", places of his youth and it's peace.
In this part, the poet's role is to show us his deep connection to the village and to see how much he cares about every-day images from it. This part paints the deep sentimental value of the village in the poet's eyes, his longings to it, and the idea that, wherever he goes, he'll at the end come to the village at the end of his life.