Classic Poem

1

Tis evening the sky is one broad dim of gray
The hedges look dull as if mourning in green
The wind winnows chill now the sun is away
Yet still there is comfort while viewing the scene
The grass troubles by as if hushing to sleep
And something seems chearing where ever I roam
For here in the core of my heart I can keep
The smileing endearments that blest me at home

2

But love shall be nameless and I will be free
To think of those joys when I wander alone
While the beetle booms by in his night reverie
And the lady bird climbs the tall grass as her own
Sweet dwelling without either neighbour or guest
I envy her ginnet I envy her home
Compared with my home oh how happy her rest
Whilst troubles pursue me where ever I roam

3

No comfort for me lived in palace or hall
But the cottage that stood in a garden of flowers
Where the vine and the woodbine climb'd up by the wall
Twas there that I lived in my happiest hours
Tis there I shall live when the strife is gone by
For the sun that shines there shines on vally & plain
Where green fields and bushes will gladden my eye
And make me contented and happy again