The farmer's boy; a rural poem [ed. by C. Lofft. On fine paper]. |
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acquir'd admirably AUSONIUS Author beauty behold bends beneath benevolent Bird Blank Verse bless boast bosom bough Brother brow BUNBURY BURY character charm cheer circumstances clouds dairy delight discover'd DRAKE ductions e'en Eclogues Fame Farmer's Boy feels fields fill'd flies flock flow flower Friend Garret Genius GEORGE BLOOMFIELD Giles give glowing green HADLEIGH happy head heart Heaven hues imagery James Swan labour Lambs litterary London Love LUCRETIUS manner Mastiff mention'd merits midst mind morn Nature Nature's Newgate Street night nightly numbers o'er pasture path pathetic pleas'd pleasure Poem Poet Poet's Corner poetic poor pow'r praise pride rest rise Robert ROBERT BLOOMFIELD Rooks round rural SAILOR'S RETURN scenery Seasons sentiment shower smiles song soul spreads Spring Suffolk Summer's sweet taste tender thee Theocritus thine Thomson thou thought TICAL tion toil treads us'd verse Village Maids warm Whilst wild wood Zephyrus
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Page 14 - Away they scour, impetuous, ardent, strong, The green turf trembling as they bound along ; Adown the slope, then up the hillock climb, Where every molehill is a bed of thyme ; There panting stop ; yet scarcely can refrain ; A bird, a leaf, will set them off again : Or, if a gale with strength unusual blow, Scattering the wild-briar roses into snow, Their little limbs increasing efforts try, Like the torn flower the fair assemblage fly.
Page 13 - Did your eye brighten, when young lambs at play Leap'd o'er your path with animated pride, Or gazed in merry clusters by your side ? Ye who can smile, to wisdom no disgrace, At the arch meaning of a kitten's face...
Page 23 - Here Wisdom's placid eye delighted sees His frequent intervals of lonely ease. And with one ray his infant soul inspires, Just kindling there her never-dying fires, Whence solitude derives peculiar charms, And heaven-directed thought his bosom warms. Just where the parting bough's light shadows play, Scarce in the shade, nor in the scorching day, Stretch'd on the turf he lies, a peopled bed, Where swarming insects creep around his head. The small dust-colour'd beetle climbs with pain, O'er the smooth...
Page 39 - The widening distance which I daily see, Has Wealth done this? - then Wealth's a foe to me; Foe to our rights ; that leaves a powerful few The paths of emulation to pursue: For emulation stoops to us no more: The hope of humble industry is o'er; The blameless hope, the cheering sweet presage Of future comforts for declining age.
Page 24 - GILES to mark his way. Close to his eyes his hat he instant bends, And forms a friendly telescope that lends Just aid enough to dull the glaring light, And place the...
Page ix - Like most poor men, he got a wife first, and had to get household stuff afterward. It took him some years to get out of ready furnished Lodgings.
Page 38 - tis the peasant's curse, That hourly makes his wretched station worse; Destroys life's intercourse; the social plan That rank to rank cements, as man to man...
Page 34 - Anon tired labourers bless their sheltering home, When midnight, and the frightful tempest come. The farmer wakes, and sees with silent dread The angry shafts of Heaven gleam round his bed...
Page 21 - FARMER'S life displays in every part A moral lesson to the sensual heart. Though in the lap of Plenty, thoughtful still, He looks beyond the present good or ill; Nor estimates alone one blessing's worth, From changeful seasons, or capricious earth; But views the future with the present hours, And looks for failures as he looks for showers; For casual as for certain want prepares, And round his yard the reeking haystack rears; Provident turn of the Farmer's mind.
Page 23 - There thousands in a flock, for ever gay, Loud chirping sparrows welcome on the day, And from the mazes of the leafy thorn Drop one by one upon the bending corn. Giles with a pole assails their close retreats, And round the grass-grown dewy border beats ; On either side completely overspread, Here branches bend, there corn o'ertops his head.