The Bees: A Poem, in Four Books; with Notes, Moral, Political, and Philosophical

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Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1806 - 174 sayfa
 

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Sayfa 6 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor...
Sayfa 76 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites...
Sayfa 63 - And he took thereof in his hands, and went on eating, and came to his father and mother, and he gave them, and they did eat: but he told not them that he had taken the honey out of the carcass of the lion.
Sayfa 77 - THESE, as they change, ALMIGHTY FATHER, these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of THEE. Forth in the pleasing Spring THY beauty walks, THY tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart is joy. Then comes THY glory in the Summer months, With light and heat refulgent. Then THY sun...
Sayfa iii - Cling to the bud, and, with inserted tube. Suck its pure essence, its ethereal soul ; And oft, with bolder wing, they soaring dare The purple heath, or where the wild thyme grows, And yellow load them with the luscious spoil.
Sayfa 7 - AH see where robb'd, and murder'd, in that Pit, Lies the still heaving Hive ! at Evening snatch'd, Beneath the Cloud of Guilt-concealing Night, And fix'd o'er Sulphur: while, not dreaming...
Sayfa 77 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Sayfa 77 - If we were better acquainted with the histories of those insects that are formed into societies, as the bees, wasps, and ants, I make no doubt but we should find that their arts and improvements are not so similar and uniform as they now appear to us, but that they arose, in the same manner, from experience and tradition, as the arts of our own species ; though their reasoning is from fewer ideas, is busied about fewer objects, and is exerted with less energy.
Sayfa 3 - O ! attend, Whoe'er thou art, whom these delights can touch, Whose candid bosom the refining love Of Nature warms, O ! listen to my song ; And I will guide thee to her favourite walks, And teach thy solitude her voice to hear, And point her loveliest features to thy view.
Sayfa 74 - Raised by thy breath, has quench'd the orb of day? To-morrow he repairs the golden flood And warms the nations with redoubled ray. Enough for me : with joy I see The different doom our fates assign: Be thine Despair and sceptred Care, To triumph and to die are mine.

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