Select Poems from the Hesperides: Or, Works Both Human and Divine

¾ÕÇ¥Áö
J. Gutch, 1810 - 253ÆäÀÌÁö

µµ¼­ º»¹®¿¡¼­

¼±ÅÃµÈ ÆäÀÌÁö

±âŸ ÃâÆǺ» - ¸ðµÎ º¸±â

ÀÚÁÖ ³ª¿À´Â ´Ü¾î ¹× ±¸¹®

Àαâ Àο뱸

134 ÆäÀÌÁö - TO BLOSSOMS FAIR pledges of a fruitful tree, Why do ye fall so fast ? Your date is not so past, But you may stay yet here awhile, To blush and gently smile, And go at last.
95 ÆäÀÌÁö - You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing.
44 ÆäÀÌÁö - Besides, the childhood of the day has kept, Against you come, some orient pearls unwept. Come and receive them while the light Hangs on the dew-locks of the night, And Titan on the eastern hill Retires himself, or else stands still Till you come forth. Wash, dress, be brief in praying : Few beads are best when once we go a Maying.
15 ÆäÀÌÁö - Ribbons to flow confusedly: A winning wave, deserving note, In the tempestuous petticoat: A careless shoe-string, in whose tie I see a wild civility: Do more bewitch me than when art Is too precise in every part.
45 ÆäÀÌÁö - And some have wept, and woo'd, and plighted troth, And chose their priest, ere we can cast off sloth : Many a green-gown has been given ; Many a kiss, both odd and even : Many a glance, too, has been sent From out the eye, love's firmament : Many a jest told of the keys betraying This night, and locks pick'd : — yet we're not a Maying.
81 ÆäÀÌÁö - E'en death to die for thee. Thou art my life, my love, my heart, The very eyes of me: And hast command of every part, To live and die for thee.
73 ÆäÀÌÁö - About the cart hear how the rout Of rural younglings raise the shout, Pressing before, some coming after, Those with a shout, and these with laughter. Some bless the cart, some kiss the sheaves, Some prank them up with oaken leaves...
170 ÆäÀÌÁö - There at the plough thou find'st thy team, With a hind whistling there to them : And cheer'st them up, by singing how The kingdom's portion is the plough. This done, then to th...
44 ÆäÀÌÁö - Come, we'll abroad; and let's obey The proclamation made for May: And sin no more, as we have done, by staying; But, my Corinna, come, let's go a-Maying.
45 ÆäÀÌÁö - Some have despatch'd their cakes and cream, Before that we have left to dream : And some have wept, and woo'd, and plighted troth, And chose their priest, ere we can cast off sloth...

µµ¼­ ¹®ÇåÁ¤º¸