18 POJCKII OJ' llrATUlUL
""l'lt lon'y now to tarn one 'It eye,
The changing fl\ce ofhea.veo tc>111i:ucl1
How thiri-spun elouda glida swiftly by 1. •
While lul'king 1torma alow move beJa.i.Il<L
Now aun• are clear, now clouds pervade,
Each moment.cha.nged, and chSnged aiain ;
And first a light, antl then 11 aha.de,
Swift glooms and brightens o'er the plain.
Hark! etnrted are·aome lonely at~ina:
The robin-bird is urged to 11ing;
or chilly evening he .complains,
And, dithering, droops hi~ ruliled wing.
Slow o'er the wood the puddook &a.ila;
And mournful, a.s the storms arise•
His feeble note of sorrow wails
To the unpityln~, frowuing skies,
More ~oldly blowa the Autumn breeze;
Old Winter griue a. hlast between;
The north-winds rise and strip the trees,
ADd desolation shuts the see\)&.. CL.u.E.
n.
TtrE lark ill stn~mg ln the blinding a~y.
Hedges are wh1te with .Ma.y. The bridegroom &ell>
Is toying with the shore, his wedded brid-..
And, in the f~lneaa of hia ma.rti&ge joy,
He decorat.ea her t11.wny brow with ebella.
Retires a. space to llt8 how fllir ahe lQOU,
Then proud, n\11.8 up to k.i.s8 her. All is fa.ir-
All gla.J, from gras~ to sun! Yet more I Jove
Tha.n thia, the shriukin~ day, thataometimes comes
ln Wiuter's front, so fa.tr 'mong its d~rk peers
It seems a stragglt!r from the files of .Tune,
Which in its wanderin~ bad lost ita wits,
And half ita bea_uty; and, when it return'd,
Fiuding its old companions gone away,
It joiu\1 Novembe1·'s troop, then marching past;
And a.o the fa'8.ll thing comes, and greeia the wol'ld
With a thin orrt;y 11mile, thQn burata in teal'S,
And all the whils it holds within ita hand.
A few h&lf,wither'd flwoven. l _lo"'e and pity it!
AL&x. S.aum