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 ...
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 ...
While wind and rain drive through the half-stripped trees,Fanners and flails go merrily in the barn.Each brook and river sweeps ...
Delightful is this loneliness; it calmsMy heart: pleasant the cool beneath these elms,That throw across the stream a moveless shade.Here ...
Yon motley, sable-suited throng, that waitAround the poor man's door, announce a taleOf wo; the husband, parent, is no more.Contending ...
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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