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703. To a Red-breast.

In autumn's decline, thy lay which sweetly sooths,
Thy querulous warblings, fulled my cares to peace:
When winter came, arrayed in horrors,

I beheld thee silent on the spray.

The trees again dressed in gay leaves,

While reflected rays streak the west,

Thy cadence again sooths my uneasy | bosom, And trills the requiem of day-light departing.

The first and third lines to rhime second and fourth — fifth and eighth-sixth and seventh.

704

The transitory little flower is no sooner born*,
Than, quickly ripening, it hastily proceeds to decay:
Nursed by the beams of morning,

Its little year is terminated at evening,

* Born. Although many persons confine this word to the birth of living creatures, and some even exclusively restrict it to the human species, there is no impropriety-none in poetry at least in applying it to irrational creatures, or to inanimate productions. As a As a cow bears a calf, and the earth bears flowers, the calf is born of the cow, and the flowers born of the earth; which, in reality, means nothing else than borne by the cow or the earth; born and borne having been originally the same identical participle from Bear, though they now happen to be differently pronounced. But that difference of sound is purely accidental, and such as we may every day observe in Torn, Shorn, and Forlorn; some speakers making them to rhime with Horn, others with Sworn; which latter prounciation, by the way, is more agreeable to etymology; those words being formed by syncope from the antique Toren, Shōren, Forlōrén, as Born and Sworn from Börẻn and Swōren; whereas the other sound (rhim

And thus man's life:- the child
Speedily enters into youth's spring ;

Then remains a while, 'till Time, with quick wing, Drives him on to Age's dreary wilderness.

The first and fourth lines to rhime-second and third -fifth and eighth-sixth and seventh

eleventh- tenth and twelfth.

705

seventh-ninth and

Man of the grey hair, thou must wander

Through [the] waste destitute of water, and over [the] hill destitute of herbs,

Where no blossom blooms, and where no rivulet

rolls,

To cheer thy journey to Death, thy journey | void of joy.
But youth, whose soul is hope, anticipates no evil :
Trees arch his path; and cheerful landscapes
Smile all round him, while the sun

Shines on shades resounding with the song of birds, and quiet valleys.

He looks right before him with that eye void of fear,
Which does not discover a sorrow in futurity:
But age, that heaves many sighs over past pleasures,
Shall soon humble his fond aspiring thoughts.

ing with Horn) was originally only a provincialism, such as, tò this day, we may perceive in many of the natives of certain distant counties, who often pronounce the long like AW, thus converting Joe into Jaw, Know into Gnaw, Whole into Wall, sounded exactly like the wall of a house.

"The" is to be omitted, in both cases.

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others having an admixture of different feet, or a supernumerary un-accented syllable at the end.

706

Laura's eyes, in soft dismay,

Chiding frowns would fain betray.

707

Hail to Pleasure's frolic train!
Hail to Fancy's golden reign!
Festive Mirth, and Laughter wild,
Free and sportive as the child!

708.-To the Sky-lark.

Sweetest warbler of the skies,
Soon as morning's purple dies
O'er the eastern mountains float,
Wake me with thy merry note.

709.-Written in a Garden.

Here, amidst this blest retreat,

May each fairy fix her seat:

May they weave their garlands here,
Ever blooming, ever fair....
May the songsters of the vale
Warble here the tender tale,
Pour the thrilling cadence sweet,
Each blest habitant to greet.
May Pomona, ever gay,
Here her smiling gifts display,

And with autumn's mellow hoard
Heap the hospitable board.

710

Where the rising forest spreads
Shelter for the lordly dome,
To their high-built airy beds
See the rooks returning home.
711

Haste, ye sister pow'rs of song!
Hasten from the shady grove,
Where the river rolls along
Sweetly to the voice of love;
Where, indulging mirthful pleasures,
Light you press the flow'ry green,
And, from Flora's blooming treasures,
Cull the wreath for fancy's queen.

Trochaics to be made.

Each line to be one verse; each couplet to rhime; the Italic words requiring alteration or addition, as in page 196.

712

Now battle glows with fury:
In torrents flows hostile blood.

713

Earth resumes all her verdure:

All its splendor illumes heav'n.

714

The voice, the dance, obey thee,

To thy warbled lay temper'd.

Wherever she directs her welcome step,

Poverty ceases to grieve:

Where her smiles enliven the prospect,

Anguish dries the tear.

716

Here you will meet with intellectual pleasures-
Pleasures that ornament the mind.

The pleasures of sense are transitory:
They give no solid happiness.

717

Be no longer alarmed, little trembler:

Thou hast plentiful crops

stored up

Seed, sown by genial sorrows,

More than all thy scorners possess.

718

Rise, | amiable | repentant ;

Come, and lay claim to thy kindred heaven.

Come! thy sister angels declare

Thou hast wept out thy stains.

719

Charming songster, begin the song,

Ever new and gay.

Bring the wine which inspires joy,

Ever fresh and fine.

Gentle boy, whose feet

Move lightly to melodious cadence,

Quickly fill us the wine,

Ever fresh and fine.

720

Now let experience determine

Between the good and evil of which you have made trial. In the level ground where enchantment reigns,

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