ivver aw deceive thee, Sall, Aw vah bi all aw see, Aw wish ’at aw mud be a kah, An’ it beleng ta thee. But aw hev plump fergetten nah What awther on us said; At onny rate we parted friends, An’ boath went hooam to bed. p. 65Song of the Months. p. 65 High o’er the hill-tops moan the wild breezes, As from the dark branches I hear the sad strain: See the lean pauper by his grim hearth he freezes, While comfort and plenty in palaces reign. Dark is the visage of the rugged old ocean, To the caves in the billow he rides his foamed steed: As o’er the grim surge with his chariot in motion, He spreads desolation, and laughs at the deed. No more with the tempest the river is swelling, No angry clouds frown, nor sky darkly lower; The bee sounds her horn, and the gay news is telling That spring is established with sunshine and shower. In the pride of its beauty the young year is shining, And nature with blossom is wreathing the trees; The white and the green in rich clusters entwining, And sprinkling their sweets on the wings of the breeze. O May, lovely goddess! what name can be grander? What sunbeam so bright as thine own smiling eye; With thy mantle of green, richly spangled in splendour, At whose sight the last demon of winter doth fly? From her home in the grass see the primrose is peeping, While diamond dew-drops around her are spread; She smiles thro’ her tears like an infant that’s sleeping, And to laughter is changed as her sorrows are fled. p. 66The landscape around is now sprinkled with flowers, The mountains are blue in their distant array; The wreaths of green leaves are refreshed with the showers, Like a moth in the sunshine the lark flies away. p. 66 How joyous the reapers their harvest songs singing As they see the maid bring the flagon and horn; And the goddess of plenty benedictions is flinging Over meadows and pastures and barley and corn. ’Tis sweet on the hills with the morning sun shining, To watch the rich vale as it brightens below; ’Tis sweet in the valley when day is declining, To mark the fair mountains, deep tinged with its glow. Now is the
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