The Poetical Works of Laman Blanchard With a Memoir by Blanchard Jerrold |
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TO NATURE.
Sweet Nature, with thy bosom ever young
In green temptation, and in healthier charms
Than Art hath yet been painted with; whose arms
Have rocked to rest a mind that oft have clung
To the rich promise of thy secret tongue,
Fulfilled in silence: Nature, not of those
Who, shunning thy most fond and sure repose,
For crowded cities their high harps have strung,
And poured in thankless ears their rapturous rhyme—
Forgetting how each hollow flower around
May hold an echo of Fame's answering sound
In natural numbers, simple, yet sublime—
O! not of such is he whom changing time
Has only brought a wish to tread thy hallowed ground.
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