Two centuries of song : or, Lyrics, madrigals, sonnets, and other occasional verses of the English poets of the last two hundred years . Thetranquillizing pleasures of the country were never painted morecharmingly than by Marvell in his beautiful poem of The Garden. ^ SI /^^. Sv, ^ .V THE GARDEN. How vainly men themselves amazeTo win the palm, the oak, or bays,And their incessant labours seeCrowned from some single herb or short and narrow-verged shadeDoes prudently their toils upbraid ;While all the flowers and trees do closeTo weave the garlands of Repose ! Fair Quiet, have I foun
Two centuries of song : or, Lyrics, madrigals, sonnets, and other occasional verses of the English poets of the last two hundred years . Thetranquillizing pleasures of the country were never painted morecharmingly than by Marvell in his beautiful poem of The Garden. ^ SI /^^. Sv, ^ .V THE GARDEN. How vainly men themselves amazeTo win the palm, the oak, or bays,And their incessant labours seeCrowned from some single herb or short and narrow-verged shadeDoes prudently their toils upbraid ;While all the flowers and trees do closeTo weave the garlands of Repose ! Fair Quiet, have I found thee Innocence, thy sister dear ?Mistaken long, I sought you thenIn busy companies of men :Your sacred plants, if here below,Only among the plants will grow,Society is all but rudeTo this delicious solitude. No white nor red was ever seenSo amorous as this lovely lovers, cruel as their in these trees their mistress name :Little, alas, they know or heedHow far these beauties her exceed !Fair trees ! whereer your barks I name shall but your own be we have run our passions heat,18.
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