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Whilk' soon perceive the little larks,
The lapwing, and the snipe,
And tune their song like Nature's clerks,
O'er meadow, muir, and stripe.
bold nocturnal beast
No longer may abide,
They hie away both maist and least?,
Themselves in house to hide.
The golden globe incontinent
Sets up his shining head,
And o'er the earth and firmament
Displays his beams abreads.
For joy the birds with boulden 4 throats,
Against his visage sheen 5,
Take up their kindly music notes
In woods and gardens green.
Upbraids the careful husbandman,
His corn and vines to see,
And every timeous? artisan
In booths works busily.
The pastor quits the slothful sleep,
And passes forth with speed, 1 Which.-- Largest and smallest.--3 Abroad. Emboldened. -5 Shining.–6 Uprises.-7 Early.
The misty reek, the clouds of rain
From tops of mountains skails,
Clear are the highest hills and plain,
take the vales.
Begaired 5 is the sapphire pend
With spraings? of scarlet hue;
And preciously from end to end,
Damasked white and blue,
The ample heaven, of fabric sure,
In clearness does surpass
The crystal and the silver, pure
As clearest polish'd glass.
The time so tranquil is and clear, That no where shall
All trees and simples, great and small,
That balmy leaf do bear,
Than they were painted on a wall,
No more they move or steir!
The rivers fresh, the callour streams,
O'er rocks can swiftly rino,
The water clear like crystal beams,
And makes a pleasant din.
Calm is the deep and purple sea,
Yea, smoother than the sand ;
The waves, that woltering 4 wont to be,
Are stable like the land.
So silent is the cessile air,
That every cry and call,
The hills and dales, and forest fair,
Again repeats them all.
The clogged busy humming bees,
That never think to drown 5,
On flowers and flourishes of trees,
Collect their liquor brown.
The sun most like a speedy post
With ardent course ascends;
Stir.- Cool.-- Run. - Tumbling.-5 To drone, or to be idle.
The beauty of our heavenly host
Up to our zenith tends.
The breathless flocks draw to the shade
And freschure of their fauld;
The startling nolt, as they were mad,
Run to the rivers cald.
The herds beneath some leafy trees,
Amidst the flow'rs they lie;
The stable ships upon
Tend up their sails to dry.
The hart, the hind, the fallow deer,
Are tapish'd ' at their rest;
The fowls and birds that made thee beare“,
Prepare their pretty nest.
The rayons dure 5 descending down,
All kindle in a gleid ;
In city, nor in burrough town,
May nane set forth their head.
Back from the blue pavemented whun?,
And from ilk plaster wall, · Freshness.-Oxen. Carpeted.-Beare, I suppose, means music. To beare, in old Scotch, is to recite. Wynton, in his Chronicle, says, “ As I have heard men beare on hand.” - Hard, or keen rays.—6 Fire.—7 Whinstone.
The hot reflexing of the sun
Inflames the air and all,
The labourers that timely rose,
All weary, faint, and weak,
For heat down to their houses goes ',
Noon-meite and sleep to take.
The callour? wine in cave is sought,
Men's brothing breasts to cool;
The water cold and clear is brought,
And sallads steep'd in ule*.
With gilded eyes and open wings,
The cock his courage shows;
With claps of joy his breast he dings,
And twenty times he crows.
The dove with whistling wings so blue,
The winds can fast collect,
Her purple pens turn many a hue
Against the sun direct.
Now noon is gone-gone is midday,
The heat does slake at last,
The sun descends down west away,
For three o'clock is past.
· In old Scottish poetry little attention is paid to giving plural nouns a plural verb.-Cool.3 Burning. Oil.-5 Beats.