The Rural Poetry of the English Language: Illustrating the Seasons and Months of the Year, Their Changes, Employments, Lessons, and Pleasures |
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... beneath the cruel hands E'en of the clown he feeds ? and that , perhaps , To swell the riot of the autumnal feast , Won by his labor ? Thus the feeling heart Would tenderly suggest but ' t is enough , In this late age , adventurous , to ...
... beneath the cruel hands E'en of the clown he feeds ? and that , perhaps , To swell the riot of the autumnal feast , Won by his labor ? Thus the feeling heart Would tenderly suggest but ' t is enough , In this late age , adventurous , to ...
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... beneath yon spreading ash , Hung o'er the steep ; whence , borne on liquid wing , The sounding culver shoots ; or where the hawk , High , in the beetling cliff , his eyry builds . There let the classic page thy fancy lead Through rural ...
... beneath yon spreading ash , Hung o'er the steep ; whence , borne on liquid wing , The sounding culver shoots ; or where the hawk , High , in the beetling cliff , his eyry builds . There let the classic page thy fancy lead Through rural ...
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... Beneath whose beauteous beams , belying heaven , Lurk searchless cunning , cruelty , and death ; And still , false - warbling in his cheated ear , Her siren voice , enchanting , draws him on To guileful shores , and meads of fatal joy ...
... Beneath whose beauteous beams , belying heaven , Lurk searchless cunning , cruelty , and death ; And still , false - warbling in his cheated ear , Her siren voice , enchanting , draws him on To guileful shores , and meads of fatal joy ...
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... beneath the storm ; But spares the smooth - skinned virgin's tender form . Yet from bland Venus ' mystic rites aloof , She safe abides beneath her mother's roof : The suppling waters of the bath she swims , With shining ointment sleeks ...
... beneath the storm ; But spares the smooth - skinned virgin's tender form . Yet from bland Venus ' mystic rites aloof , She safe abides beneath her mother's roof : The suppling waters of the bath she swims , With shining ointment sleeks ...
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... beneath his veiling wings , The loud cicada shrill and frequent sings ; Then the plump goat a savory food bestows , The poignant wine in mellowest flavor flows : Wanton the blood then bounds in woman's veins , But weak of man the heat ...
... beneath his veiling wings , The loud cicada shrill and frequent sings ; Then the plump goat a savory food bestows , The poignant wine in mellowest flavor flows : Wanton the blood then bounds in woman's veins , But weak of man the heat ...
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arms beauty behold beneath birds bloom bosom boughs breast breath brow busk Ceres charms cheerful chyle clouds courser death deep delight dread Dryads e'en earth ELSPA Eurus fair fear fields flame flocks flood flowers forest frae fruits Gaul Georgic give glebe glow grace green Grongar Hill groves hand happy heart heaven hills labor land lawn light live maun mind morn mountains muse MUSIDORA Naiad Nature Nature's night numbers nymphs o'er pain peace plain plant pleasure plough praise pride race rage rapture reign rich rills rise rocks round rural scene shade sheep shepherd shine shrubs sing skies smile soft soil song soon soul spread spring strains stream swain sweet swelling taste tempest tender Theana thee thine thou toil trees trembling vale Virgil virtue wandering wave wild winds wings Winter woods yield youth
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Page 237 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply, And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Page 102 - MAY MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Page 366 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha'-bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide — He wales a portion with judicious care, And 'Let us worship God !
Page 296 - Great in the earth as in the ethereal frame, Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees : Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent ; Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart ; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt Seraph that adores and burns ; To him no high, no low, no great, no small : He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Page 35 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth, accumulates, and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade ; A breath can make them, as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Page 241 - Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...
Page 240 - Fancy's child, Warble his native woodnotes wild. And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Page 475 - Knowledge and wisdom, far from being one, Have ofttimes no connection. Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men, Wisdom in minds attentive to their own. Knowledge, a rude unprofitable mass, The mere materials with which wisdom builds, Till smoothed and squared and fitted to its place, Does but encumber whom it seems to enrich. Knowledge is proud that he has learned so much ; Wisdom is humble that he knows no more.
Page 262 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale, She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Page 35 - And still as each repeated pleasure tired, Succeeding sports the mirthful band inspired, The dancing pair that simply sought renown, By holding out to tire each other down ; The swain, mistrustless of his smutted face, While secret laughter tittered round the place : The bashful virgin's side-long looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove.