...thick around the woodland hymns arise. Rous'd by the cock, the soon clad shepherd leaves His mossy cottage, where with peace he dwells; And from the crowded fold, in order, drives His flock, to taste the verdure of the morn. Falsely luxurious! will not Man. awake, And, springing from the bed...

...thick around the woodland hymns arise. Rous'd by the cock, the soon-clad shepherd leaves His mossy cottage , where with Peace he dwells; And from the crowded fold, in order, drives His Ilock, to taste the verdure of the morn. Falsely luxurious, will not Mau awake; And, springing from...

...thick around the woodland hymns arise. Roused by the cock, the soon-clad shepherd leave* 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 ; And, springing...

...thick around the woodland hymns arise*. 3 Rpus'd by the cock', the soon-clad shepherd leaves His mossy cottage', where with peace he dwells' ; And from the crowded fold', in order', drives His flock to taste the verdure of the morn*. Falsely luxurious', will not man awake' ; And', springing from the...

...thick around the woodland hymns arise. 3. Rous'd by the coc!;, the soon-clad shepherd leaves His mossy cottage, where with peace he dwells; And from the crowded fold, in order, drives His Hock totas-te the verdure of the morn. Falsely luxurious, will not man awake; And, springing from the...

...thick around the woodland hymns arise. 9 Rous'd by the cock, the soon-clad shepherd learM His mossy cottage, where with peace he dwells ; And from the crowded fold, in order, drive* His flock to taste the verdure of the morn. Falsely luxurious, will not man awake ; And, springing...

...His flock to taste the verdure of the morn. Falsely luxurious, will not mun awake ; " And, springing from the bed of sloth, enjoy The cool, the fragrant, and the silent hour, To meditation due and sacred song ? 4. For is there aught in sleep can charm the wise...

...unlocked the rosy gates of day. CHAPTER V. Rotis'd by the cock, the soon-clad shepherd leaves His mousy cottage, where with peace he dwells, And from the crowded fold in order drives His Bock, to taste the verdure of the morn. THOMSOK. ABOUT an hour after sunrise, the baron felt a faintness,...

...his course." * Well may the poet exclaim : " Falsely luxurious, will not man awake, And, springing from the bed of sloth, enjoy The cool, the fragrant, and the silent morn, To meditation due and sacred song?" Shall all nature hold jubilee, and be vocal with her...

...thick around the woodland hymns arise. Roused by the cock, the soon-clad shepherd leaves Sis mossy cottage, where with Peace he dwells ; And from the crowded fold, in order, drives His flock, to taste the verdure of the morn. FROM "AUTUMN." Now, by the cool declining year condensed, Descend the...