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First Flying of Birds.

But now the feathered youth their former bounds,
Ardent, disdain; and, weighing oft their wings,
Demand the free possession of the sky:
This one glad office more, and then dissolves
Parental love at once, now needless grown.
Unlavish Wisdom never works in vain.
'Tis on some evening, sunny, grateful, mild,

When nought but balm is breathing thro' the woods,

With yellow lustre bright, that the new tribes
Visit the spacious heavens, and look abroad
On Nature's common, far as they can see,

Or wing, their range and pasture. O'er the boughs
Dancing about, still at the giddy verge
Their resolution fails; their pinions still,
In loose vibration stretcht, to trust the void
Trembling refuse: till down before them fly
The parent-guides, and chide, exhort, command,
Or push them off. The surging air receives
Its plumy burden; and their self-taught wings
Winnow the waving element. On ground

Alighted, bolder up again they lead,

Farther and farther on, the lengthening flight;
Till, vanished every fear, and every power

Roused into life and action, light in air
Th' acquitted parents see their soaring race,
And, once rejoicing, never know them more.
High from the summit of a craggy cliff,
Hung o'er the deep, such as amazing frowns
On utmost Kilda's shore, whose lonely race
Resign the setting sun to Indian worlds,
The royal eagle draws his vigorous young,
Strong pounced, and ardent with paternal fire:

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The farthest of the western islands of Scotland.

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Diversions of the Feathered Kind.

Now fit to raise a kingdom of their own,

He drives them from his fort, the towering seat,
For ages, of his empire; which, in peace,
Unstained he holds, while many a league to sea
He wings his course, and preys in distant isles.
Should I my steps turn to the rural seat,

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Whose lofty elms, and venerable oaks,
Invite the rook, who high amid the boughs,

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In early Spring, his airy city builds,

And ceaseless caws amusive; there, well-pleased,

I might the various polity survey

Of the mixed household kind. The careful hen

Calls all her chirping family around,

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Fed and defended by the fearless cock;

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Whose breast with ardour flames, as on he walks
Graceful, and crows defiance. In the pond,
The finely-checkered duck before her train
Rows garrulous. The stately-sailing swan
Gives out his snowy plumage to the gale;
And, arching proud his neck, with oary feet.
Bends forward fierce, and guards his ozier-isle,
Protective of his young. The turkey nigh,
Loud-threatening, reddens; while the peacock spreads 780
His every-coloured glory to the sun,

And swims in radiant majesty along.

O'er the whole homely scene, the cooing dove,
Flies thick in amorous chase, and wanton rolls
The glancing eye, and turns the changeful neck.
While thus the gentle tenants of the shade
Indulge their purer loves, the rougher world
Of brutes, below, rush furious into flame,
And fierce desire. Thro' all his lusty veins
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Fierce Desire of Brutes.

The bull, deep-scorcht, the raging passion feels.
Of pasture sick, and negligent of food,

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Scarce seen, he wades among the yellow broom,
While o'er his ample sides the rambling sprays
Luxuriant shoot; or thro' the mazy wood
Dejected wanders, nor th' enticing bud
Crops, tho' it presses on his careless sense.
And oft, in jealous maddening fancy wrapt,
He seeks the fight; and, idly-butting, feigns
His rival gored in every knotty trunk.

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Him should he meet, the bellowing war begins :
Their eyes flash fury; to the hollowed earth,
Whence the sand lies, they mutter bloody deeds,
And, groaning deep, th' impetuous battle mix :
While the fair heifer, balmy-breathing, near,

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Stands kindling up their rage. The trembling steed, 805
With this hot impulse seized in every nerve,

Nor heeds the rein, nor hears the sounding thong :
Blows are not felt; but, tossing high his head,
And by the well-known joy to distant plains
Attracted strong, all wild he bursts away;
O'er rocks, and woods, and craggy mountains flies,
And, neighing, on the aërial summit takes
Th' exciting gale; then, steep-descending, cleaves
The headlong torrents foaming down the hills,
Even where the madness of the straitened stream
Turns in black eddies round; such is the force
With which his frantic heart and sinews swell.
Nor undelighted by the boundless Spring
Are the broad monsters of the foaming deep :
From the deep ooze and gelid cavern rouzed,
Ther flounce and tumble in unwieldy joy.

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Shepherd and Sheep.

Dire were the strain, and dissonant, to sing
The cruel raptures of the savage kind :
How by this flame their native wrath sublimed,
They roam, amid the fury of their heart,

The far-resounding waste in fiercer bands,

And growl their horrid loves. But this the theme fsing, enraptured, to the British Fair,

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Forbids, and leads me to the mountain-brow,
Where sits the shepherd on the grassy turf,
Inbaling, healthful, the descending sun.
Around him feeds his many-bleating flock,
Of various cadence; and his sportive lambs,
This way and that convolved, in friskful glee,
Their frolics play. And now the sprightly race
Invites them forth; when swift, the signal given,
They start away, and sweep the massy mound
That runs around the hill; the rampart once

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Of iron war, in ancient barbarous times,

When disunited Britain ever bled,

Lost in eternal broil: ere yet she grew

To this deep-laid indissoluble state,

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Where Wealth and Commerce lift their golden heads;

And o'er our labours, Liberty and Law,

Impartial, watch; the wonder of a world!

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What is this mighty Breath, ye sages, say,

That, in a powerful language, felt, not heard,

Instructs the fowls of heaven; and thro' their breast
These arts of love diffuses? What but GOD?

Inspiring GOD! who, boundless Spirit all,

And unremitting Energy, pervades,
Adjusts, sustains, and agitates the whole.

He ceaseless works alone; and yet alone

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Energy of Divine Operations.

Seems not to work with such perfection framed
Is this complex stupendous scheme of things.
But tho' concealed, to every purer eye
Th' informing Author in his works appears :
Chief, lovely Spring, in thee, and thy soft scenes,
The SMILING GOD is seen; while water, earth,
And air attest his bounty; which exalts
The brute creation to this finer thought,
And annual melts their undesigning hearts
Profusely thus in tenderness and joy.

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Still let my song a nobler note assume,
And sing th' infusive force of Spring on Man;
When heaven and earth, as if contending, vie
To raise his being and serene his soul.
Can he forbear to join the general smile

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Of Nature? Can fierce passions vex his breast,
While every gale is peace, and every grove
Is melody? Hence! from the bounteous walks
Of flowing Spring, ye sordid sons of earth,
Hard, and unfeeling of another's woe;
Or only lavish to yourselves; away!

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Of all his works, creative Bounty burns

With warmest beam; and on your open front
And liberal eye, sits, from his dark retreat
Inviting modest want. Nor till invoked

Can restless goodness wait; your active search
Leaves no cold wintry corner unexplored;
Like silent working Heaven, surprising oft
The lonely heart with unexpected good.
For you the roving spirit of the wind

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