Vermont farmer. [volume] (Newport, Orleans County, Vt.) 1870-1877, 1873-02-21
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RHYMING AND FARMING,
Or, The DImcuIties of Running two Ma
chimes at once.

RHHMING AND FAhMINGy
Dr.. The DIGcuIties of Running two Ma
chimes at once.
vriften and read By Mrs. Laura Brigham Boyes, q
Fayston, before me Farmers Meeting at Wditsfsd,
February IL, 1873.
All who would not he poet,
II there's one Just let us know II.
But who seeks to WOO the muses.
Knows, trow, not what he chooses.
He who strives TO climb Parnasus
with halt and lame Pegasus,
on will ind his steed to stumble,
But at this he need not grumble,
Only up again, and 90 II.
All who would not be poetl
First the critics will dssect you,-
Say, although they much respect you,-
Would not for the world abuse you,
Yet, in truth, they must accuse you
OF plagarizing from your betters,
Famous in the world Of letters.
One complains you're halt in measure,
And another that no pleasure
Can he take your lines perusing
For such horrid words you're choosing.
But II critics treat you kindly,
Then you sure may 20 it blndly'
Though you write not rhyme nor reason,
Yet to doubt you would be treason
Rhyme or jingle, tits no matter,
yop,re n 0enIus let IL clatter
Rut exult not DER your neighbor
Ere vou,ve reekoned uu the labor
Counted on things 10 yex you,
And plenty to perplez you.
For things, my farmer brother,
Can't be done well as another,
And you'll find digging potatoes,
Hoeing turnps OF tomatoes
Braeng. but. nv word upon it,
Twill not baln Won write sonnet
scotland raised one farmer poet
And tbav tots soma MAINS 10 show II.
Tboush his poetry was charming,
I'm not sure about his farming.
Listen. while our poet farmer,
As he dons his working armor,
Breathes the morning,s inspiration,
Fresh as at its first creation,
Bursts forth into tuneful numbers,
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as 'he uaS -sOu ouS ''''
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n-..,9..' NJ a '''l9,- - =. p.'s''.ie go,
Naugbt bs builds can lone endure
tBorror,y ho,p those eaip,, are bleating,
One tcoud think they're starving, surs3
Pondering o,er the written pages
-,
oi hir Natures open DOCK
One may read the lore Of ages,
If thev,ye oman ewes 10 look,
H., 49,, -, -, h,. hl;ndl,
Heedless of the light of day,
Seeing not the signs and wonders
Nature show. us nv the way
But delights she in revealing
Richest knoUledge to her child
(M,rcv, hon, fbo,s oio, are ,ousayiug
Thsv,r, ,nough 10 drir, on, ,cild0"
.. 9 ,..-.,... s-,-,,., ,,,,,,i,,, silva,
he calves ana pigs their bTeakfast. and While he
rives the cows TO pasture proceeds with his poetic
nusngs'
How the dew drops CLEAN and glisten
Like diamond coronet;
How the birds sing as listen,
Mid the leaves all dewy wet.
There's breath Of incense rising
From yon field Of fresh blownclover;
What can there be fairer, sweeter,
Though we seek the world all over
How majestic is yon mountain
AS among the clOudlets born
Like the Alpine nights It's towering
Hsrk There winds an Alpine horn
q Dsha,py Jbslisrs am gefting sentimental I'll,
uly ,av roiC,, blo,oing the horn for Brsakfastp
,,.or ,oa, "a bts braaLs,s, thu muse,
Ave their gbt for The time for they have great an
ipathy to eating. Aner breakfast he finds that his
ho1IbsrmsiS and JaTvWoman requires Ris services IN
hnrniny and Wills he ehurns and muses. the fire
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All these sounds together mlhBilhB
In a wierd and hOrrid inglng
Cannot vaLa a noet,s nleasure
Cannot aid the tuneful measure;
But although my muse may stumble,
Yet 1t does no good 10 grumble.
Not another word III utter
Till I've turned this cream 10 butter"
o ,,,, f,r,.r ho ,i, drl,, ,vasbad tbs brttar ma
iutifui husband should remembering the old adage
Make hay while the sun shines" mounts the moWinl
nA''i'ne anu P'O''0NS " '''' '''"''' VI '"' N"''
"Chck, click, click, my scythe is going,
Broad and smooth the swath It's moving
II my arm we're three times longer,
And than Herculess were stronger,
Scarce such swaths could be taking
As this iron arm Is making
And us never tired or Hurried,
Howe'er much II may be hurried
Asking not for food OF wages
Se'er gots tight, aud madly RACES,
sure this mighty arm OF iron
Is the one we must rely on
CIek' eheA' chek'-hark, what's that thumpingi
An upon stone I'm humping,
DroVs Iight On II never mindlngi
uuess lhls scyth will need some grinding,
but '"ln nave 70 10 tll u'nher-