Deep slumbers fill That each noble mindThe stars over-head, Its guerdon may earn.--
When the pastor would fain continue to speak on this subject,And was anxious to learn the fate of the man and his party,Quickly into his ear his companion secretly whisper'd"Speak for a time with the magistrate, turning your talk on the maiden,Whilst I wander about, endeav'ring to find her. DirectlyI am successful, I'll join you again." Then nodded the pastor,And the spy went to seek her, in barns and through hedges and gardens.-----VI. KLIO.
O'er the dust-sprinkled course.
Have their babblings rated;To account we've even call'd us
Is not the world still left? The rocky steeps,
Farewell!Oh Nature, guide me on my way!The wandering stranger guide,Who o'er the tombsOf holy bygone timesIs passing,To a kind sheltering place,From North winds safe,And where a poplar groveShuts out the noontide ray!And when I comeHome to my cotAt evening,Illumined by the setting sun,Let me embrace a wife like this,Her infant in her arms!
Each chooses his place in the hall;With whirling and waltzing, and light joyous dance,
Since yester e'en?Oh, ye fair sisters,
IF men are never their thoughts to employ,Take care to provide them a life full of joy;But if to some profit and use thou wouldst bend them,Take care to shear them, and then defend them.
No more by sorrow proved,Returns at length to me!
And to a perfecter end, guideth with softness its growth,Less abundantly yielding the sap, contracting the vessels,
Darkness near it fear'd to stay,And the elements with might
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