...Upon the bait, but nevtr on the hook : Nor envy, 'less among The birds, for price of their sweet song. Go, let. the diving negro seek For gems, hid in some forlorn creek : We all pearls scorn, Sace what the dewy morn Congeals upon each little spire of grass, Which careless shepherds beat down...

...Upon the bait, but never on the hook : Nor envy, 'less among The birds, for price of their sweet song. Go, let the diving negro seek For gems, hid in some forlorn creek : We all pear Is scorn, Save what the dewy morn Congeals upon each little spire of grass, Which careless shepherds...

...Upon the bait, but never on the hook : Nor envy, 'less among The birds, for prize of their sweet song. Go, let the diving negro seek For gems hid in some...ne'er here appears, Save what the yellow Ceres bears. Blest silent groves ! Oh may you be For ever mirth's best nursery ! May pure contents For ever pitch...

...the poor negro condemned to dive for gems and pearls, is conceived in the true spirit of poetry. " Go ! let the diving negro seek For gems hid in some...ne'er here appears Save what the yellow Ceres bears." And then let us listen to the serenity which breathes in the concluding stanza. " Blest silent groves...

...drowned. Derham. Physico-Theology, book iv. ch. iii. note. Go ! let the ilirini;- Negro seek For gemms hid in some forlorn creek ; We all pearls scorn, Save...dewy morn Congeals upon each little spire of grass. - Wottuniana, p. 402. Not so hold Arnall ; with a weight of skull, Furious he dives, precipitately...

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...abjures. " Go, let the diving Negro seek For gems bid in some forlorn creek, We all pearls scorn But what the dewy morn Congeals upon each little spire...gold ne'er here appears Save what the yellow Ceres wears.'' One of the nicest points of floral cultivation, the adaptation and succession of colours,...

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