Their only labour was to kill the time;
And labour dire it is, and weary woe,
They sit, they loll, turn o'er some idle rhyme,
Then, rising sudden, to the glass they go,
Or saunter forth, with tottering steps and slow.More James 1 quotes [03/29/2018 05:03:36]

While I deduce,
From the first note the hollow cuckoo sings,
The symphony of spring.More James 1 quotes [03/29/2018 05:03:36]

The swallow sweeps
The slimy pool, to build his hanging house.More James 1 quotes [03/29/2018 05:03:36]

Among the crooked lanes, on every hedge,
The glow-worm lights his gem; and through the dark,
A moving radiance twinkles.More James 1 quotes [03/29/2018 05:03:36]

Linnets . . . sit
On the dead tree, a dull despondent flock.More James 1 quotes [03/29/2018 05:03:36]