Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 104 December 1901 to May 1902 . 3. Copyright, 1902, by Harper & Brothers These round thy bowers their cheerful influence shed;These were thy charms—but all these charms are fled. Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn,Thy sports are fled, and all thy charms withdrawn;Amid thy bowers the tyrants hand is seen,And desolation saddens all thy green:One only master grasps the whole domain,And half a tillage stints thy smiling more thy glassy brook reflects the day,But chokd with sedges works its weedy way;A long thy glades, a solitary guest,The hol
Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 104 December 1901 to May 1902 . 3. Copyright, 1902, by Harper & Brothers These round thy bowers their cheerful influence shed;These were thy charms—but all these charms are fled. Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn,Thy sports are fled, and all thy charms withdrawn;Amid thy bowers the tyrants hand is seen,And desolation saddens all thy green:One only master grasps the whole domain,And half a tillage stints thy smiling more thy glassy brook reflects the day,But chokd with sedges works its weedy way;A long thy glades, a solitary guest,The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest;Amid thy desert-walks the lapwing flies,And tires their echoes with unvaried cries;Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all,And the long grass oertops the moldering wall;And, trembling, shrinking from the spoilers hand, The hawthorn bush with seats beneath the shade. Far, far away thy children leave the land. Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey,Where wealth accumulates, and men decay:Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade—A breath can make them, as a breath has made;But a bold peasantry, their countrys pride,When once destroyed, can never be supplied. A time there was, ere Englands griefs began,WThen every rood of ground maintained its man:For him light labor spread her wholesome store,Just gave what life required, but gave no more;His best companions, innocence and health,And his best riches, ignorance of wealth. But times are altered; trades unfeeling trainUsurp the land, and dispossess the swain:Along the lawn, where scattered hamlets rose,Unwieldy wealth and cumbrous pomp repose; When every rood of ground maintaind its man
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