Sonnets written chiefly during a tour through Holland, Germany, Italy, Turkey, and Hungary. By Lady Emmeline Stuart Wortley |
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A RICH LANDSCAPE.
The land seems full of wealth, and running o'er;Man's labours are well paid—well answered here;
Rich harvests crown the bright and glowing year;
His hands may reap a full abundant store;
Sun after sun smiles cloudless, more and more,
To ripen fruit and grain—make all appear
As all is, rich and plenteous!—bright and clear;
Laugh the glad skies, and ceaseless sunshine pour!
Are they not blest who this fine generous soil
May call their own—this fruitful land and fair,
That meets half-way and more their prosperous toil,
Most blest to tread this earth—to breathe this air?
Ah! still black Evil's fountains overboil—
They were not happy!—Eden's favoured pair!
Aschaffenburg.
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