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A gallery of famous English and American poets . COLLINS. ODE TO EVENING. If aught of oaten stop, or pastoral song, May hope, chaste Eve, to soothe thy modest ear. Like thy own solemn springs, Thy springs, and dying gales; 0 Nymph reserved, while now the bright-haired sunSits in yon western tent, whose cloudy skirts. With brede ethereal wove, Oerhang his wavy bed : Now air is hushed, save where the weak-eyed short shrill shriek, flits by on leathern wing; Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn. As oft he rises midst the twilight the pilgrim borne in heedless
A gallery of famous English and American poets . COLLINS. ODE TO EVENING. If aught of oaten stop, or pastoral song, May hope, chaste Eve, to soothe thy modest ear. Like thy own solemn springs, Thy springs, and dying gales; 0 Nymph reserved, while now the bright-haired sunSits in yon western tent, whose cloudy skirts. With brede ethereal wove, Oerhang his wavy bed : Now air is hushed, save where the weak-eyed short shrill shriek, flits by on leathern wing; Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn. As oft he rises midst the twilight the pilgrim borne in heedless hum : Now teach me, maid composed. To breathe some softened strain, Whose numbers, stealing through thy darkening vale,May not unseemly with its stillness suit; As, musing slow, I hail Thy genial loved return! 12 4S 46 COLLINS. For when thy folding-star arising showsHis paly circlet, at his warning lampThe fragrant Hours, and ElvesWho slept in buds tne And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge,And sheds the freshening dew, and, lovelier still, The pensive Pleasures sweet. Prepare thy shadowy car. Then let me rove some wild and heathy scene;Or find some ruin, midst its dreary dells. Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams. ODE TO EVKNING. 47 Or, if chill blustering winds, or driving rain,Prevent my willing feet, be mine the hut, That, from the mountains side, Views wilds, and swelling floods. And hamlets brown, and dim-discovered spires,And hears their simple bell, and marks oer all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil. While Spring shall pour his showers, as oft he wont,And bathe thy breathing tresses, meekest Eve; While Summer loves to sport Beneath thy lingering light; While sallow Autumn fills th}^ lap with leaves;Or Winter, yelling through the troublous air, Affrights thy shrinking train. And rudely rends thy robes; So long, regardful of thy quiet rule. Shall Fancy, Friendship, Science, smiling Peace,
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