The Seasons
The Seasons
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137 When the dew wets its leaves ; unftain'd and pure, As is the lily, or the mountain fnow.
The modeft virtues mingled in her eyes.
Still on the ground deje^ed, darting all Their humid beams into the blooming flowers : Or when the mournful tale her mother told, Of what her faithlefs fortune promisM once, Thrill'd in her thought, they, like the dewy liar Of evening, (hone in tears. A native grace Sat fair-proportion'd on her polilh'd limbs, Veil'd in a fimple robe, their beft attire.
Beyond the... pomp of drefs 5 for lovelinefs Needs 'not the foreign aid of ornament.
But is when unadorn'd adom'd the moil.
Thoughtlefs of beauty, (he was beauty^s felf, Reclufe amid the clofe-embowering woods.
As in the hollow breaft of Appenine, Beneath the (helter of encircling hills, A myrtle rifes, far from human eye, , And breathes its balmy fragrance o'er the wild : So flourifli'd blooming, and unfeen by all.
The fweet Lavinia ; till, at length, compelled By ftrong Neceffity's fupreme command.
With fmiling patience in her looks, (he went To glean Palemon's fields.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
137 When the dew wets its leaves ; unftain'd and pure, As is the lily, or the mountain fnow.
The modeft virtues mingled in her eyes.
Still on the ground deje^ed, darting all Their humid beams into the blooming flowers : Or when the mournful tale her mother told, Of what her faithlefs fortune promisM once, Thrill'd in her thought, they, like the dewy liar Of evening, (hone in tears. A native grace Sat fair-proportion'd on her polilh'd limbs, Veil'd in a fimple robe, their beft attire.
Beyond the... pomp of drefs 5 for lovelinefs Needs 'not the foreign aid of ornament.
But is when unadorn'd adom'd the moil.
Thoughtlefs of beauty, (he was beauty^s felf, Reclufe amid the clofe-embowering woods.
As in the hollow breaft of Appenine, Beneath the (helter of encircling hills, A myrtle rifes, far from human eye, , And breathes its balmy fragrance o'er the wild : So flourifli'd blooming, and unfeen by all.
The fweet Lavinia ; till, at length, compelled By ftrong Neceffity's fupreme command.
With fmiling patience in her looks, (he went To glean Palemon's fields.
What to read after The Seasons?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by John Aikin to read onlineMoreLess
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