British Georgics. January (James Grahame Poems)
The labours of the plough, the various toilsThat, still returning with the changeful year,Demand the husbandman's and cottar's care;The joys ...
The labours of the plough, the various toilsThat, still returning with the changeful year,Demand the husbandman's and cottar's care;The joys ...
The long-piled mountain-snows at last dissolve,Bursting the roaring river's brittle bonds.Ponderous the fragments down the cataract shoot,And, buried in the ...
Fair shines the sun, but with a meekened smileRegretful, on the variegated woodsAnd glittering streams, where floats the hazel spray,The ...
Intense the viewless flood of heat descendsOn hill, and dale, and wood, and tangled brake,Where, to the chirping grasshopper, the ...
While wind and rain drive through the half-stripped trees,Fanners and flails go merrily in the barn.Each brook and river sweeps ...
From sunward rocks the icicle's faint drop,By lonely river side, is heard, at times,To break the silence deep; for now ...
Sore was the famine throughout all the boundsOf Israel, when Elijah, by commandOf God, journeyed to Cherith's failing brook.No rain-drops ...
Yon setting sun, that slowly disappears,Gleams a memento of departed years:Ay, many a year is gone, and many a friend,Since ...
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