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For joy the birds, with boldin throats, Against his visage sheen,Takes up their kindly music-notes In woods and gardens green:
Upbraids the careful husbandman, His corns and vines to see;And every timeous artisan In booth works merrily.
The pastor quits his slothful sleep, And passes forth with speed,His little camow-nosed sheep, And rowting kye to feed.
The passenger, from perils sure, Gangs gladly forth the way;Brief, every living creature Takes comfort of the day.
The subtile motty rayons light At rifts they are inwonne;The glancing thaines and vitre bright Resplends against the sun.
The dew upon the tender crops, Like pearls white and round,Or like to melted silver drops, Refreshes all the ground.