Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1852-02-14

sing not OF the lordling IN ms princcly man
sion gay,
leave the proud and wealthy amid the worlds
turmoil;
Ny simple muse finds fitting theme, in the til
ler of the soil.
When o'cr the vcrdant landscape tho vcrna!
sunshine falls,
He's not like some stern dcvotec immured in
gloomy walls,
Pouring over musty law-books, through the
bright and blessed hours,
For him are Gods blue heavens singing birds,
and blooming flowers.
AS his bright share turns the furrow round him
waves the budding trees,
And his brown check feels the kisses of the
yiolet-sconied breeze,
lie hears tho robin singing in tho maple branch
cs high.
While ocr him sweeps the swallows gaily troop |
ing through the sky.
Thus he lubors, blithely singing through the
bright and sunny hours,
but when the earth is moistened by the gentle |
April showers,
lie plants the fruit and forest trces around his |
cottage fair,
The maple and the locust, tho cherry, and the
pear.
And when the bob-o-links warble all through |
the oloudlcss day,
And the lilac waves her blossoms in the balmy
breeze OF May;
XNhor tho f,;,t bI,,.b -.
like the check of morn,
lie plants o'er vale and hillside the golden
seeds Of corn.
When summer days arc long and bright before
his keen scythc fall
Tho fragrant crimson clover, and the herd grass
proud and tall
Success hath crowned his labors now for 10 I
yon well filed vain
Bears to his barns capacous, the yellow shcavcs
of grain.
1t is beautiful to sec them at the qaot sunset :
hour,
The farmer and his family in their pretty gar q
den bower;
10 feel the cooling breczes and to view the set. II
ting sun,
Tlithcr come they with light spirits when tho +,
daily task is donc e
There sits q fair browed matron, with a smile !.
all gently gay,
Gazing fondly on young Charlie at his wild and I
joyous play;
Or listening to sweet Nelly's song, that child !
of beauty rare
Who Aowcry wreath is twining, for her faith
ers raven heir.
Der them with pleasant rustling wave the
polished leaves of green,
And amid their folds tho clusters OF the ripe
ming grape arc seen;
There gleam the snow-white lilies, there blush
the roses fair,
And the pink and swect-pea blossoms with their
fragrance fill the air.
Blessings rest on little Fanny with her laugh
of childish joy;
And blessings on young Edwin! that fair and
guileless boy;
He is sitting from the merry group in quiet
nook apart;
He has tho poets dreaming eye, and the poets /
pensive heart.
Beauteous as dream of Heaven are the thoughts :
that crowd his brain. {
Making all the idle dreamings of the selfish
heart seem vain;
For his heart is pure and noble, and the world
in after days,
Shall list with tears of rapture, to his sweet and
plantivc lays.
Lovely are the hours of summer but soon too
soon they're past,
Like all the brighter things of earth too beau.
tiful to last
Sadly in yon lcafy forest and adown the sunny
dell
Tho breczes seem to whisper, glorious summer, Z
fare thee WE'LL
fet thou art welcome autumn with thy wreath I
of gorgeous flowers.
With the crimson robes thou dearest to ndorn
the woodland bowers;
With thy mellow golden sunsets, and bluo and ,
dreamy haze
Like the mist oblivion covers o'er the scenes of
other days.
Not in dusty crowded markets docs tho farmer s
seek his hoard
OF the good and bountcous treasures, from the !,
lap of nature poured
But where tho bright leaves rustic, whoro the o
robin pours his lays, o
de gathers in his goodly store, with thankful. II
ness and praise. p
Linser long o gentle autumn leave not soon b