A bard here dwelt, more fat than bard be-seems, Who, void of envy, guile, and lust of gain, On virtue still, and nature's pleasing themes, Poured from his unpremeditated strain.
James Thomson (1700 - 1748)
Source: The Castle of Indolence, 1748
Contributed by: Zaady
Crowned with the sickle, and wheaten sheaf, While Autumn, nodding o'er the yellow plain, Comes jovial on.
Source: The Seasons. Autumn, 1730
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