Sketches in verse with prose illustrations. By Mr. Polwhele. Second edition, with several additional pieces |
SONNET TO AN ARTIST, EMPLOYED IN NEW-MODELLING THE PLEASURE-GROUNDS OF MY LORD ------ |
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SONNET TO AN ARTIST, EMPLOYED IN NEW-MODELLING THE PLEASURE-GROUNDS OF MY LORD ------
Ah! what avails, fair Artist, to diffuseSo bright a verdure o'er the swelling lawn;
To guide the stream by gradual windings drawn
Down the rich dale, or paint the wood with hues
That seem to kindle, as amid the dews
They dance, to catch the crimson of the dawn?
Ah! what avails, that many a nimble fawn
Wantons beneath the foliage, if the Muse
Inspire not the possessor, fond to dart
The eye of sympathetic pleasure round?
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Here lies in silence hush'd the untrodden ground,
Tho' nature boast the elegance of art;
Unless when vulgar notes to revelry resound!
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