The Life and Poetical Works of James Woodhouse (1735-1820): Edited by the Rev. R. I. Woodhouse |
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CHAPTER 6th.
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O Ye, who proudly boast your large domains,
Mines, Manors, Mansions, Fields, Floods, Woods, and Plains!
Shall each possession pine, with murmurs fill'd,
Or sigh and sob o'er peaceful comforts kill'd?
Your boasted boundaries, and your manor'd miles,
Ne'er sound with song? ne'er find one face that smiles?
Your woods in melancholy scarfs appear,
And echo wretchedness throughout the year;
While every dreary, dark, and dismal mine,
With woe, pain, penury, and sickness, pine?
Shall deep despondence frown o'er plain and field?
No gladdening gleam vile huts of vassals yield?
While all your streams with Misery's founts o'erflow,
Rais'd with fresh rills of tears each rood they go;
And tales of pain to parent ocean, tell,
Whence came those flooding show'rs and why they fell!
Mines, Manors, Mansions, Fields, Floods, Woods, and Plains!
Shall each possession pine, with murmurs fill'd,
Or sigh and sob o'er peaceful comforts kill'd?
Your boasted boundaries, and your manor'd miles,
Ne'er sound with song? ne'er find one face that smiles?
Your woods in melancholy scarfs appear,
And echo wretchedness throughout the year;
While every dreary, dark, and dismal mine,
With woe, pain, penury, and sickness, pine?
Shall deep despondence frown o'er plain and field?
No gladdening gleam vile huts of vassals yield?
While all your streams with Misery's founts o'erflow,
Rais'd with fresh rills of tears each rood they go;
And tales of pain to parent ocean, tell,
Whence came those flooding show'rs and why they fell!
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