James Thomson (Джеймс Томсон)

The Morning Lark

Feather'd lyric, warbling high,
Sweetly gaining on the sky,
Op'ning with thy matin lay
(Nature's hymn) the eye of day,
Teach my soul, on early wing,
Thus to soar and thus to sing.
While the bloom of orient light
Gilds thee in thy tuneful flight,
May the Day-spring from on high,
Seen by faith's religious eye,
Cheer me with His vital ray,
Promise of eternal day. 

1. From Those Eternal Regions
2. Verses on Receiving a Flower from His Mistress
3. On the Hoop
4. The Vine
5. To Myra

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