Green fields and whispering woods; or, The recreations of an American "country gentleman"; embracing journeys over his farm and excursions into his library . appiest lifeWhen man enjoyed himself,Till pride exchangd blest peace for strife,And happiness for pelf ! Twas here the poets were inspired— Hene taught the multitude;The brave they here with honor fired, And civilized the rude! f *COLERIDGE. f OaTHAEINE PhILLIPS. A SUDDEN ENDING. 161 How sensible wert thou, Horace, to again seek rural retire-ment ! In the language of Hosea Biglow: •Wliat man with man would push and out c
Green fields and whispering woods; or, The recreations of an American "country gentleman"; embracing journeys over his farm and excursions into his library . appiest lifeWhen man enjoyed himself,Till pride exchangd blest peace for strife,And happiness for pelf ! Twas here the poets were inspired— Hene taught the multitude;The brave they here with honor fired, And civilized the rude! f *COLERIDGE. f OaTHAEINE PhILLIPS. A SUDDEN ENDING. 161 How sensible wert thou, Horace, to again seek rural retire-ment ! In the language of Hosea Biglow: •Wliat man with man would push and out crooked means for crooked ends,When he can have the skies and woods for friends,Snatch back the rudder of his dismantled in himself be ruler, church and state? Oh, tliat I Lad tlie lyre of a Thompson, or a Street to giveexpression to my full heart to-night, Horace! What, you cry, you a newspaper man of some sevenor eight years standing, and now need the aid of anotherlyre! Impossible! Well if you are going to grow impudent at that rate,Horace, I drop you forthwith! Glood-bya Subscribed and sworn to the day and year first abovewritten. 11 MOTTOES FOR gHiPTER SI. You fe-wa tjae ext)ou§feed the gubjecfe. I never heardony question mair ably argued or) baith sides,— -wi maipcaution, ar)d, at tl^e sarge time, -wi rgair gagaweity; andthe cor)sequer)ce is, that, while youre baith ir) ttje richt,aqd tjae acquitted yoursels till adniiration, you hae baithleft it preceesely wl^ere it was afore eitbjer of you openedhis mouth. shepherd, in NodesAmbrosiancB^lA Ye generous Britons, venerate tlje plouglj Thompson : Seasons. Tom he wer)t a ploughjin, ar)d couldnt a plougVjed ill, worse ;fie sat dow^n on ttje bjandles, ar)d ?werjt to spinr)ig verge;f^e w^note it r)ice aqd pretty,^r) agricultural ditty,?©ut all his pegky measures didrjt ngeasure ag acre more,J^or his pints didnt turg a furrow^ that wasnt turqedbe fore. v/ili. Carlexon. 162
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