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Poem
October 24, 1821
The Hillsborough Recorder
Hillsboro, Orange County, North Carolina
What is this article about?
A poem praising the Agricultural Exhibition at Hartford in October 1821, celebrating the bounty of agriculture, harvest from fertile lands, and the virtues of honest labor over sloth, with biblical allusions to ancient feasts and divine praise.
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On the Agricultural Exhibition, at Hartford, October 1821.
See—from the sterile soil enrich'd with care,
From verdant borders of the fruitful plain,
From lowly plants—from trees that wave in air.
From long-drawn vistas bright with golden grain,
From the fair range of cultur'd earth's domain,
When o'er her breast the plenteous harvest springs,
Hills fresh with dew—or vallies soft with rain,
Her varied tribute Agriculture brings
To cheer the heart of man and praise the King of kings.
As when Judea’s kings for solemn feast
Vast herds required from willing subjects' hands
To Levites' knife, or sacrificing priest,
They poured innumerous from the fertile lands:
So now they throng in multifarious bands,—
Heat not ye flocks—nor shrink ye lowering train,
No altar's rites your sinless blood demands.
Led by the kind hand of the gentle swain,
Behold the peaceful sports of Ceres' bounteous reign.
Haste!—Speed the Plough!—Upturn with glittering share
The deep drawn furrow—Ye who scornful view
Toil's hardy sons in manly effort dare,
Bear hence your sneer—this scene is not for you.
Hence—to the listless, enervated crew.
With silken forms by wanton ease riven.
Whose pride withholds from industry its due;
Think ye, a life to useful labour given
Not more than sloth's dull sleep shall please the eye of Heaven
On the Agricultural Exhibition, at Hartford, October 1821.
See—from the sterile soil enrich'd with care,
From verdant borders of the fruitful plain,
From lowly plants—from trees that wave in air.
From long-drawn vistas bright with golden grain,
From the fair range of cultur'd earth's domain,
When o'er her breast the plenteous harvest springs,
Hills fresh with dew—or vallies soft with rain,
Her varied tribute Agriculture brings
To cheer the heart of man and praise the King of kings.
As when Judea’s kings for solemn feast
Vast herds required from willing subjects' hands
To Levites' knife, or sacrificing priest,
They poured innumerous from the fertile lands:
So now they throng in multifarious bands,—
Heat not ye flocks—nor shrink ye lowering train,
No altar's rites your sinless blood demands.
Led by the kind hand of the gentle swain,
Behold the peaceful sports of Ceres' bounteous reign.
Haste!—Speed the Plough!—Upturn with glittering share
The deep drawn furrow—Ye who scornful view
Toil's hardy sons in manly effort dare,
Bear hence your sneer—this scene is not for you.
Hence—to the listless, enervated crew.
With silken forms by wanton ease riven.
Whose pride withholds from industry its due;
Think ye, a life to useful labour given
Not more than sloth's dull sleep shall please the eye of Heaven
What sub-type of article is it?
Ode
Pastoral
What themes does it cover?
Nature Seasons
Moral Virtue
Religious Faith
What keywords are associated?
Agricultural Exhibition
Hartford 1821
Harvest Bounty
Agriculture Praise
Labor Virtue
Religious Tribute
Poem Details
Title
Lines On The Agricultural Exhibition, At Hartford, October 1821.
Subject
Agricultural Exhibition At Hartford, October 1821
Key Lines
See—From The Sterile Soil Enrich'd With Care,
From Verdant Borders Of The Fruitful Plain,
From Lowly Plants—From Trees That Wave In Air.
From Long Drawn Vistas Bright With Golden Grain,
From The Fair Range Of Cultur'd Earth's Domain,
When O'er Her Breast The Plenteous Harvest Springs,
Hills Fresh With Dew—Or Vallies Soft With Rain,
Her Varied Tribute Agriculture Brings
To Cheer The Heart Of Man And Praise The King Of Kings.
Haste!—Speed The Plough!—Upturn With Glittering Share
The Deep Drawn Furrow—Ye Who Scornful View
Toil's Hardy Sons In Manly Effort Dare,
Bear Hence Your Sneer—This Scene Is Not For You.
Hence—To The Listless, Enervated Crew.
With Silken Forms By Wanton Ease Riven.
Whose Pride Withholds From Industry Its Due;
Think Ye, A Life To Useful Labour Given
Not More Than Sloth's Dull Sleep Shall Please The Eye Of Heaven