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" NOT for the promise of the labour'd field, Not for the good the yellow harvests yield, I bend at Ceres' shrine ; For dull to humid eyes appear The golden glories of the year ; Alas ! a melancholy worship's mine ! I hail the goddess for her scarlet flower.... "
The Belfast Monthly Magazine - Page 395
1811
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Eighteenth Century Women Poets: An Oxford Anthology

Roger Lonsdale, Roger H. Lonsdale - Law - 1990 - 555 pages
...killed in the rebellion in Ireland in 1798. 293 Ode to the Poppy NOT for the promise of the laboured field, Not for the good the yellow harvests yield,...for her scarlet flower! Thou brilliant weed, That does so far exceed The richest gifts gay Flora can bestow: 10 Heedless I passed thee, in life's morning...
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The Literary Protégées of the Lake Poets

Dennis Low - Literary Criticism - 2006 - 202 pages
...Friend'. Its second stanza, in particular, seems to be an important source for Coleridge's 'Poppies': I hail the goddess for her scarlet flower! Thou brilliant weed. That dost so far exceed The richest gifts gay Flora can bestow: Heedless I pass'd thee in life's morning hour, (Thou comforter of woe)...
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The Analectic Magazine ...: Comprising Original Reviews, Biography ...

1819
...this! Ib. ODE TO THE POPPY. By Mrs. Male. NOT for the promise of the labour'd field, Not for the gold the yellow harvests yield, I bend at Ceres' shrine!...of the year! Alas! a melancholy worship's mine! I woo the Goddess for her scarlet flower, Thou brilliant weed, That dost so far exceed The richest gifts...
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Anthologia Hibernica: Or Monthly Collections of Science, Belles ..., Volume 2

History - 1794
...premife of the labor'd field, Not for the good the yellow harvefts yield, 1 bend at Ceres fhrine ; For dull to humid eyes appear The golden glories of the year, Alas ! a melancholy worfhip 's mine, I hail the goddefs for her fcarlet flower \ Thou brilliant weed ! That doft fo far...
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