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...children pine like slaves, There is a curse on thee ! ON THE GRASSHOPPER AND CRICKET. BY JOHN KEATS. THE Poetry of Earth is never dead : When all the birds...ceasing never : On a lone winter evening, when the frost Hath wrought a silence, from the stove there shrills The cricket's song, in warmth increasing ever,...

...voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead : That is the Grasshopper's — he lakes the lead In summer luxury, — he has never done With...drowsiness half lost. The Grasshopper's among some grassy hills. December 30, 1816. TO KOSCIUSKO. GOOD Koeciusko.' thy great name alone Is a full harvest whence...

...voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead : That is the Gmsshopper's — he lakes the lead In summer luxury. — he has never done With...ever, And seems to one in drowsiness half lost. The Gmsshopper's among some gmssy hills. December 30, l8l6. TO KO8CIC8KO. GOOD Kosciusko ! thy great name...

...hedge about the new-mown mead : That is the grasshopper's—he takes the lead In summer luxury,—he has never done With his delights ; for, when tired...drowsiness half lost, The Grasshopper's among some grassy hills. HENRY KIRKE WHITE was born at Nottingham on the 21st of August, 1785, in which town his father...

...takes the lead In summer luxury, — he has never done With his delights, for when tired out with fun, The poetry of earth is ceasing never : On a lone winter...drowsiness half lost, The Grasshopper's among some grassy hills. December 30, 1816. TO KOSCIUSKO. GOOD Kosciusko ! thy great name alone Is a full harvest whence...

...cause of placing the figure of that insect over the Royal Exchange. THE GRASSHOPPEH AND CEICKET. THE poetry of earth is never dead: When all the birds...song, in warmth increasing ever; And seems to one iu drowsiness half lost, The grasshopper's among some grassy hills. KEATS. INSECT EMBLEM. CHILD of...

...further go ; To make a third, she join'd the former two. Under a portrait of Milton — Dryden. The poetry of earth is never dead! — When all the birds...never! — On a lone winter evening, when the frost Has wro'ta silence from the stove, there shrills The cricket's song, in warmth increasing ever, And seems...