Or ear receive the jocund pleasure,

Myriads of beings thronging, flock,

Of Nature’s song to join the measure;

Till, to keep time, the village clock

Sounds sweet the lab’rer’s welcome home!

The hearth swept clean, his partner smiling;

Upon the dining-table smokes

The frugal meal—which, time beguiling,

The ale the harmless jest provokes.

Ye inmates of the lofty dome,