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

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Du hnd nwaken'd all tbinga that be,

The lnrk, and the tbrn.sh, and the awallow free.

And the milkmaid's aong, and the mower'a acythe.

And the matin·beU, anrl the mountain bee:

Fire-Jiies were queueh'd on the dewy corn.

Glow-worms went out on the rivt:r'a brim;

Like lamps which a student forgets to trim:

The beetle forgot to wind hia horn

The c1·icbta were still in the meaJow and hill:

Like a Bock of rooks at. 11 farmer'a gun,

Nigbt.'a dreams 8lld terrors, every one,

Fled from the brains which are their prey,

From the lamp's death \0 the morning ray.

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Sn, the day begins to break,

.And the light 11hoota like a streak

Of eublle fire; the wind blow& cold

While the morning doth unfold :

Now the birds b<!gin t.o rouee,

And the aquirrel from the bou~ha

Leaps. to get him outs and fru1t;

The early lark, that eret wu mute,

Carole in the 1ising day

Ma.oy a note and many a lay.

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BuuvoNT and FL&Tcu:za.o.

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SEE, love! what envioua etrealca
Do lace the severing elouda in yonder euat l
Night's canc!Jea are burnt ont,-and jocund day
St.an.da tiptoe on the miaty moWltain topl I
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