...hope, of happiness may be consummated in rural retirement; for, with the poet, he may think that " Happy the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound ! Content to breathe his native air, On his own ground." And the individual may reason that if "paternal acres" be a source of Happiness,...

...deceits, disguises, Dangers, doubts, delays, surprises, Fires that scorch, yet dare not shine : Forest Love's unwasting treasure, Constant faith, fair hope,...pleasure, Sacred Hymen ! these are thine. ODE ON SOLITUDE. Written when the Author teas about twelve Yean old. HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal...

...hours of sober thought, when his heart is not inflamed by ambition or worldly pride, would not say; " Happy the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound ; Content to breathe his native air, On his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire...

...state. Thinking thus, we shall honor and dignify our calling, and grow wiser and better and happier men. Happy the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound ; Content to breathe his native air la his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flock supply him with attire;...

...labour ; where industry and temperance shall be sure of their reward ; where every man shall be happy, " whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground ; " where every man shall " sit under his own vine and his own fig-tree, none daring to make him afraid;"...

...for the common weal, and that we might join in that aspiration of Pope's fresh and early muse : — ' Happy the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, On his own ground.' One of the most melancholy sights which I ever beheld was what was called a GREAT...

...move and live, And feel that I am happier than I know.—MILTON. For Latin Lyrics: THE QUIET LIFE. Happy the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire; Whoae trees in...

...home-felt raptures move ? His heart now melts, now leaps, now bums, With reverence, hope, and love. CHORUS. Hence, guilty joys, distastes, surmises, Hence, false...nights of pleasure ; Sacred Hymen ! these are thine. TO THE AUTHOR OF A POEM ENTITLED SUCCESSION BEGONE, ye critics, and restrain your spite, Codrus writes...

...home-felt raptures move! His heart now nfcHs, now leaps, now burn% With rev'renco; hope, and love. Hence guilty joys, distastes, surmises; Hence false...nights of pleasure; Sacred Hymen ! these are thine. PROLOGUE TO MR. ADDISON'S TRAGEDY OF CATO. 1 To wake the soul by tender strokes o** art, To raise the...

...raptures move 1 His heart now melts, now leaps, now burns, With reverence, hope, and love. CHORUS. Hence, guilty joys, distastes, surmises, Hence, false...nights of pleasure ; Sacred Hymen ! -these are thine. TO THE AUTHOB OF A POEM. 103 TO THE AUTHOR OF A POEM ENTITLED SUCCESSION BEGONE, ye critics, and restrain...