Now swarms the village o’er the jo… The rustic youth, brown with merid… Healthful and strong; full as the… Blown by prevailing suns, the rudd… Half naked, swelling on the sight,…

* 1. Fareweel, ye bughts, an’ all yo… An’ fields whare bIoomin’ heather… Nae mair the sportin’ lambs I’ll… Since my true love’s forsaken me.

Thus safely low, my friend, thou c… Here reigns a deep tranquillity o’… No noise, no care, no vanity, no s… Men, woods, and fields, all breath… Then keep each passion down, howev…

When last we parted, thou wert you… How beautiful let fond remembrance… Alas! since then old time has stol… Full thirty years, leaving my temp… So has it perished like a thing of…

If those who live in shepherd’s bo… Press not the rich and stately bed… The new-mown hay and breathing flo… A softer couch beneath them spread… If those who sit at shepherd’s boa…

When my breast labours with oppres… And o’er my cheek descends the fal… While all my warring passions are… Oh! let me listen to the words of… Raptures deep-felt his doctrine di…

I hate the clamours of the smoky t… But much admire the bliss of rural… Where some remains of innocence ap… Where no rude noise insults the li… Nought but soft zephyrs whispering…

Go, little book, and find our Fri… Who Nature and the Muses loves, Who cares the public virtues blend With all the softness of the grove… A fitter time thou canst not choos…

GIVE a man a horse he can ride,    Give a man a boat he can sail; And his rank and wealth, his stren…    On sea nor shore shall fail. Give a man a pipe he can smoke,

Sweet valley, say, where, pensive… For me, our children, England, si… The best of mortals leans his head… Ye fountains, dimpled by my sorrow… Ye brooks that my complainings bor…

Let no presuming impious railer ta… Creative wisdom, as if aught was f… In vain, or not for admirable ends… Shall little haughty ignorance pro… His works unwise, of which the sma…

The north-east spends his rage; he… Within his iron cave, th’ effusive… Warms the wide air, and o’er the v… Breathes the big clouds with verna… At first a dusky wreath they seem…

Come, gentle God of soft desire, Come and possess my happy breast, Not fury-like in flames and fire, Or frantic folly’s wildness dresse… But come in friendship’s angel-gui…

’Tis raging noon; and, vertical, t… Darts on the head direct his force… O’er heaven and earth, far as the… Can sweep, a dazzling deluge reign… From pole to pole is undistinguish…

AS we rush, as we rush in the Tra…    The trees and the houses go whe… But the starry heavens above the p…    Come flying on our track. All the beautiful stars of the sky…