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THE ARGUMENT, THE subject proposed..... Invocation ...,Address to Mr. Dod. ington... An introductory refleetion on the motion of the heavenly bodies ; whence the succession of the seasons....As the face of Nature in this season is almost uniform, the progress of the poem is a description of a summer's day.... The dawn.... Sun-rising.... Hymn to the sun.... Forenoon....Summer insects described......Hay-making.......Sheep-shearing.......Noon-day....A woodland retreat....Group of herds and flocks....A solemn grove: how it affects a contemplative mind.... A cataract, and rude scene.... View of Summer in the torrid zone....Storm of thunder and lightning.... A Tale.... The storm over, a serene afternoon.... Bathing....Hour of walking... Transition to the prospect of a rich well cultivated country ; which introduces a panegyric on Great Britain....Sun-set.....Evening...Night..... Summer meteors.... A comet.... The whole concluding with the praise of philosophy.
FROM brightening fields of ether fair disclos’d,
Hence, let me haste into the mid-wood shade, Where scarce a sun-beam wanders thro' the gloom; 10 Ind on the dark green grass, beside the brink of haunted stream, that by the roots of oak Rolls o'er the rocky channel, lie at large, ind sing the glories of the circling year.
Come, Inspiration ! from thy hermit-seat,
Power of the Deity.
Shot on surrounding Heaven, to steal one look
sense, By decency chastis'd ; goodness and wit,
25 In seldom-meeting harmony combined ; Unblemished honor, and an active zeal For Britain's glory, Liberty, and Man. O DODINGTON! attend my rural song, Stoop to my theme, inspirit every line,
30 And teach me to deserve thy just applause.
With what an awful world-revolving power
40 Minutely faithful : Such THE ALL-PERFECT Hand ! That poised, impels, and rules the steady Whole.
When now no more the alternate Twins are fired,
And, from before the lustre of her face,
50 White break the clouds away. With quickened step, Brown night retires : Young Day pours in apace, And opens all the lawny prospect wide. The dripping rock, the mountain's misty top Swell on the sight, and brighten with the dawn. Blue, thro' the dusk, the smoking currents shine ; And from the bladed field the fearful hare Limps, awkward : while along the forest glade The wild deer trip, and often turning, gaze At early passenger. Music awakes
60 The native voice of undissembled joy ; And thick around the woodland hymns arise. Roused by the cock, the soon-clad shepherd leaves His
mossy cottage, where with Peace he dwells ; And from the crowded fold, in order, drives
65 His flock, to taste the verdure of the morn.
Falsely luxurious, will not Man awake ;
But yonder comes the powerful King of Day, Rejoicing in the east ! The lessening cloud,