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The Vision (第4/5页)
nstrel lays'; or tore, with noble ardour stung, the sceptic's bays. “to lower orders are assign'd the humbler ranks of human-kind, the rustic bard, the lab'ring hind, the artisan; all choose, as various they're in'd, the various man. “when yellow waves the heavy grain, the threat'ning storm some strongly rein; some teaeliorate the plain with tillage-skill; and some instruct the shepherd-train, blythe o'er the hill. “some hint the lover's harmless wile; some grace the maiden's artless smile; some soothe the lab'rer's weary toil for humble gains, and make his cottage-ses beguile his cares and pains. “some, bouo a district-space explore at large man's infant race, to mark the embryotic trace of rustic bard; and careful note each opening grace, a guide and guard. “of these am i—coila my name: and this district as mine i claim, where ohe campbells, chiefs of fame, held ruling power: i mark'd thy embryo-tuneful flame, thy natal hour. “with future hope i oft would gaze fond, on thy little early ways, thy rudely, caroll'd, chiming phrase, in uncouth rhymes; fir'd at the simple, artless lays of other times. “i saw thee seek the sounding shore, delighted with the dashing roar; or when the north his fleecy store drove thro' the sky, i saw grim nature's visage hoar struck thy young eye. “or when the deep green-mantled earth warm cherish'd ev'ry floweret's birth, and joy and music p forth in ev'ry grove; i saw thee eye the general mirth with boundless love. “when ripen'd fields and azure skies call'd forth the reapers' rustling noise, i saw thee leave their ev'ning joys, and lonely stalk, to vent thy bosom's swelling rise, in pensive walk. “when youthful love, warm-blushing,