Juvenilia or, A collection of poems. Written between the ages of twelve and seventeen, by J. H. L. Hunt ... Fourth Edition |
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SPRING.
How smiling wakes the verdant year
Array'd in velvet green!
How glad the circling fields appear,
That bound the blooming scene!
Array'd in velvet green!
How glad the circling fields appear,
That bound the blooming scene!
Forth walks from heav'n the beaming Spring,
Calm as the dew she sheds;
And o'er the winter's mutt'ring king
Her veil of roses spreads.
Calm as the dew she sheds;
And o'er the winter's mutt'ring king
Her veil of roses spreads.
The sky serene, the waking flow'rs,
The river's loosen'd wave,
Repay the kind and tepid Hours
With all the charms they gave.
The river's loosen'd wave,
Repay the kind and tepid Hours
With all the charms they gave.
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And hark! From yon melodious grove
The feather'd warblers break;
And into notes of joy and love
The solitude awake!
The feather'd warblers break;
And into notes of joy and love
The solitude awake!
And shall the first belov'd of Heav'n
Mute listen as they sing?
Shall Man, to whom the lyre is giv'n,
Not wake one grateful string?
Mute listen as they sing?
Shall Man, to whom the lyre is giv'n,
Not wake one grateful string?
O let me join th' aspiring lay,
That gives my Maker praise;
Join, but in louder notes than they,
Than all their pleasures raise!
That gives my Maker praise;
Join, but in louder notes than they,
Than all their pleasures raise!
From stormy Winter hoar and chill
Warm scenes of peace arise:
For ever thus from seeming ill
Heav'n every good supplies.
Warm scenes of peace arise:
For ever thus from seeming ill
Heav'n every good supplies.
For see, 'tis mildness, beauty, all
Around the laughing whole;
And Nature's verdant charms recall
The mildness of the soul.
Around the laughing whole;
And Nature's verdant charms recall
The mildness of the soul.
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O Thou, from whose all-gracious eye
The sun of splendour beams;
Whose glories ev'ry ray supply,
That gilds the trembling streams;
The sun of splendour beams;
Whose glories ev'ry ray supply,
That gilds the trembling streams;
O'er Nature's green and teeming fields
Bid flow'ry graces rise,
And ev'ry sweet Creation yields
Salute the morning skies.
Bid flow'ry graces rise,
And ev'ry sweet Creation yields
Salute the morning skies.
Where yonder moves the plough of toil
Along the stubborn land,
O kindly lift the yielding soil,
And soothe the lab'ring hand.
Along the stubborn land,
O kindly lift the yielding soil,
And soothe the lab'ring hand.
Thence bid gay Fruitfulness around
Her blooming reign extend;
And where thy richest gifts are found,
Tell who the heav'nly Friend.
Her blooming reign extend;
And where thy richest gifts are found,
Tell who the heav'nly Friend.
As with her smiles, Life's weary vale
Is gentler trod below;
With thine, the closing home we hail,
That shuts us in from Woe!
Is gentler trod below;
With thine, the closing home we hail,
That shuts us in from Woe!
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Till that celestial home is ours,
Let us its Lord implore,
Content may cheer our pilgrim hours,
And guide us to the door.
Let us its Lord implore,
Content may cheer our pilgrim hours,
And guide us to the door.
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