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On Early Rising.
2. Ra'-di-ant, a. shining.
Lawn, s. a large plain in a park, or adjoining to some grand
1. How foolish they who lengthen night,
And slumber in the morning light!
To view the glories of the skies ;
Prepare his radiant course to run!
And clad in brightest green appears. 3. The sprightly lark, with artless lay,
Proclaims the entrance of the day.
And feast the eye with nature's bloom!
And hear the music of the grove ! 5. Nor you, ye delicate and fair,
Neglect to taste the morning air:
6. With lustre teach your eyes to glow; And health and cheerfulness below.
1. Wil'-low-y-brook, s. (pro. wil-lo-e,) a brook growing willows. 2. Pil-grim, s. one who travels on a religious account. 3. I'-vy-ed-porch, s. a porch on which the ivy grows.
Fra'-grant, a. sweet-smelling.
1. MINE be a cot beside the hill;
A bee-hive's hun shall soothe my ear;
With many a fall shall linger near.
2. The swallow oft beneath my thatch,
Shall twitter from her clay-built nest;
And share my meal, a welcome guest.
3. Around my ivy'd-porch shall spring
Each fragrant flower that drinks the dew; And Lucy, at her wheel, shall sing,
In russet gown and apron blue.
4. The village church, among the trees,
Where first our marriage-vows were given,
The Bee, the Lily of the Valley, and the Tulip.
1. Am’-bi-ent, a. compassing, surrounding.
A-bash'-ed, part. put out of countenance. 2. Sol, s. the sun.
Phi"-lo-mel, s. the nightingale.
Ve-nus, s, the goddess of love. One of the planets. 4. Va'-grant, a. wandering, roving, void of occupation. 6. Sup'-pli-ant, a. begging, entreating.
Flo'-ret, s. a diminutive fiower. 7. Sa’-ble, a. dark, black. 12. Pe'-tal, s. the flower leaf of a plant. 14. Lux-u’-ri-ant, a. abundant, plentiful.
Ex-ult-ing, part, rejoicing greatly. 15. Ver'-dant, a. green, beautiful.
1. THE soft-eyed eve, serene and fair,
Was rising from her noon-tide bow'rs,
Her tints abash'd the closing flow'rs. 2. Sol's latest gleam had ting'd the rocks,
Sweet Philomel her plaint renews;
Shed, softly shed, the silent dews. 3. An infant bee, who at the morn,
First left a tender parent's wing,
And thoughtless sipt the sweets of spring: 4. Far from its busy guardian's call,
How had the little vagrant stray'd;
He rested in a distant glade.
5. And there, as, pensive and forlorn,
The hapless rover sat and sigh'd,
A lily of the vale he spied.
6. With trembling voice, with suppliant eye,
He begs beneath its leaves to rest;
And thus the wand'rer she addrest :
7. “ Welcome beneath my humble shed;
There sleep secure till dawning day;
Safe to the hive pursue your way.”
8. With grateful heart the insect bends,
And thanks the hospitable flow'r,
And shelters from the dewy show'r.
9. But ah! not long this sweet repose
Had he beneath this shade enjoy'd,
Whose envious glance the charm destroy'd,
10. “ And why,” it cried, “poor simple bee,
Dost thou contented there remain ?
For those, the meanest on the plain ?
11. Unmindful that on her you trust,
The passing traveller may tread,
And crush you in the fatal bed.
12. Ah! waste no more, no more repose
Those downy limbs in vulgar arms,
In me enjoy superior charms." 13. Deluded by its gaudy hue,
With glee the fond believing thing
And left the fairest child of spring.
14. Now, sweets luxuriant charm his taste,
When from the east begins to blow A ruder gale, whose boisterous haste
Soon laid th' exulting beauty low.
15. 'Twas on a riv'let's verdant side,
Queen of the banks, the tulip stood; The stream receives its fallen pride,
While the poor insect stems the flood.
16. At once, of all his hopes bereft,
The mossy bank he strives to gain, Mourns that the humble flow'r he left,
And beats his silken wings in vain.
17. Shudd'ring, he sees approaching death;
Too late his unavailing sighs :
And, lo! the helpless victim dies !
18. Ye gentle youth, who read this tale,
Mark well the moral it imparts:
For beauty's vain insidious arts."