The Works of Peter Pindar [i.e. John Wolcot] ... With a Copious Index. To which is prefixed Some Account of his Life. In Four Volumes |
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The Works of Peter Pindar [i.e. John Wolcot] | ||
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ELEGY TO THE BEE.
He most pathetically addresses the Bee, on the Ingratitude of the World towards him; and prophesies of himself a Fate equally cruel.
Sweet labourer! midst the summer's golden hour,
Full oft I trace thy little busy flight—
With pleasure see thee perch from flow'r to flow'r;
On violets, woodbines, roses, lilies light.
Full oft I trace thy little busy flight—
With pleasure see thee perch from flow'r to flow'r;
On violets, woodbines, roses, lilies light.
Yet what to thee is summer's golden smile?
And what to thee the flow'r-enamell'd plain?
Will gratitude reward thy daily toil?—
No! no! thou workest for reward in vain.
And what to thee the flow'r-enamell'd plain?
Will gratitude reward thy daily toil?—
No! no! thou workest for reward in vain.
Not long the hive of treasure will be thine—
Rapacity will force thy little door:
Those treasures with thy life must thou resign,
A breathless victim on the fragrant store.
Rapacity will force thy little door:
Those treasures with thy life must thou resign,
A breathless victim on the fragrant store.
O base return! to lose thy precious breath—
And I, ye gods! as basely shall be serv'd;
Thou for thy treasure wilt be smok'd to death—
And I the honey'd poet shall be starv'd.
And I, ye gods! as basely shall be serv'd;
Thou for thy treasure wilt be smok'd to death—
And I the honey'd poet shall be starv'd.
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