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 ...
Beneath the fervour of the noon-tide beamAll Nature's works in placid stillness pause,--Save man, and his joint labourer the horse,The ...
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 ...
No more at dewy dawn, or setting sun,The blackbird's song floats mellow down the dale;Mute is the lark, or soars ...
Loud raves the blast, and, smell, the sleety showersDrive over hill and dale with hurrying sweep.The leafless boughs all to ...
Clear is the sky, and temperate the air,That, scarcely stirring, wafts, with gentlest breath,The gossamer light glittering in the sun.And ...
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 ...
Sweet month! thy locks with bursting buds begemmed,With opening hyacinths and hawthorn flowers,Fair still thou art, though showers bedim thine ...
Raised by the coming plough, the merry larkUpsprings, and, soaring, joins the high-poised choirsThat carol far and near, in spiral ...
Through boughs still leafless, or through foliage thin,The sloping primrose-bed lies fair exposed,Begemmed with simple flowers, gladdening the sight.Hail! month ...
Delightful is this loneliness; it calmsMy heart: pleasant the cool beneath these elms,That throw across the stream a moveless shade.Here ...
When homeward bands their several ways disperse,I love to linger in the narrow fieldOf rest, to wander round from tomb ...
Twice has the sun commenced his annual round,Since first thy footsteps totter'd o'er the ground,Since first thy tongue was tuned ...
Yon motley, sable-suited throng, that waitAround the poor man's door, announce a taleOf wo; the husband, parent, is no more.Contending ...
How calm that little lake! no breath of windSighs through the reeds; a clear abyss it seems,Held in the concave ...
Upon the high, yet gently rolling wave,The floating tomb that heaves above the brave,Soft sighs the gale, that late tremendous ...
Sore was the famine throughout all the boundsOf Israel, when Elijah, by commandOf God, journeyed to Cherith's failing brook.No rain-drops ...
Listen that voice! upon the hill of Mars,Rolling in bolder thunders than e'er peal'dFrom lips that shook the Macedonian throne;Behold ...
Pharaoh upon a gorgeous throne of stateWas seated; while around him stood submissHis servants, watchful of his lofty looks.The Patriarch ...
How simply unassuming is that strain,It is the redbreast's song, the friend of man.High is his perch, but humble is ...
Blind, poor, and helpless Bartimeus sat,Listening the foot of the wayfaring man,Still hoping that the next, and still the next,Would ...
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