A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

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I b-e 'od' • JD11U.
TiltS iale and bouse are minet and I have V'ow'd
Thee to be lady of the aolituae ;
And I have fitted up some chambers there,
Looking towards the golden Eastern air,
And level with the living winds, which Bow
Like wave. above the livinj( wavesl:ielow.
I have aent boob and mua1c there, and 11ll
Those inatrumente with which high spir~t.a can
The future from ite ci"adle, and tne past
Out of ita grave and make the prl!Bent la'at
In thought. and jop which sleep, but oa11not die,
Foldlld within their own eternity.
Our aimple life wants little, and trne tAste
Hires not the pale drudge Luxury to waate
The acene it would adorn, and therefore still
Nature with all her children, hannta the hill.
The rin~ove, in the eJUbowerlng ivy, yet
Keeps up her Jove-lament, aud the owls ftit
Round the evening• tower, and the young atara glance
'Between th& ~uicli bats i n their twilight d!lllce i
The spotted deer b~k in the fresh moonlight
Before our gate, and the 11low silent night
Is meaaured by the pania of their callllaleep.
Be thia our home. SaXLI.Xr ..

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Maca have I nat-ell'd in· the realms of gpfd,
.And many goodly states· a.nd kingdoms eeeu;
Bound tllJUll weatern islAnds have I been
Which bards m fealty to Apollo hold.
Oft of one wide e~nse he.d I been told
That deep-brow'd Hotner·rutS"d aa hie demeaue:
Yet did I never breathe ite pure smt~e
Till I heard Chapman apeak out lou aad bold ;
Then feU I like some W&tcliel' of the wee
When a new planet-switU into hi& kea ;
Or like stout, Corte a, • 'If~ with -a'• t!l!ea
Ho etared at the P~d all bis-
Look'd at each other with a-wild aClrm.i,._
Sileot upon • peak iD Darieu. Ku.T!r.



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