English Minstrelsy; Being a Selection of Fugitive Poetry from the Best English Authors; With Some Original Pieces, Hitherto Unpublished Volume 2

English Minstrelsy; Being a Selection of Fugitive Poetry from the Best English Authors; With Some Original Pieces, Hitherto Unpublished Volume 2

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1810 edition. Excerpt: ... if not with me, From avarice and ambition free, And pleasure's fatal wiles? For whom, alas! dost thou prepare The-sweets that I was wont to share, The banquet of thy smiles? The great, the gay, shall they partake The heaven that thou alone canst make, And wilt thou quit the stream ', That murmurs through the dewy mead, The grove, and the sequestered shed, To be a guest with them.9 For thee I panted, thee I prized, For thee I gladly sacrificed Whate' er I loved before; And shall I see thee start away, And helpless, hopeless, hear thee say-Farewell! we meet no more? THERE is a bird who by his coat, And by the hoarseness of his note, Might be supposed a crow; A great frequenter of the church, Where bishop-like he finds a perch, And dormitory too. Above the steeple shines a plate, That turns and turns, to indicate From what point blows the weather; Look up--your brains begin to swim, "Tis in the clouds--that pleases him, He chooses it the rather. Fond of the speculative height, Thither he wings his airy flight, And thence securely sees The bustle and the raree-show That occupy mankind below, Secure and at his case. 'You think, no doubt, he sits and muses On future broken bones and bruises, If he should chance to fall; No, not a single thought like that Employs his philosophic pate, Or troubles it at all. He sees that this great roundabout, The world, with all its motley rout, Church, army, physic, law, Its customs and its businesses Are no concern at all of his, And says, --what says he? Caw. Thrice happy bird! I too have seen Much of the vanities of men, And, sick of having seen them, Would cheerfully these limbs resign For such a pair of wings as thine, And such a head between them. OH happy shades! to me unblest, Friendly...show more

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  • Paperback | 32 pages
  • 188.98 x 246.13 x 1.78mm | 77.11g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236811186
  • 9781236811189