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The castle hight of Indolence	A
And its false luxury	B
Where for a little time alas	A
We lived right jollily	C
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O mortal man who livest here by toil	C
Do not complain of this thy hard estate	D
That like an emmet thou must ever moil	C
Is a sad sentence of an ancient date	D
And certes there is for it reason great	D
For though sometimes it makes thee weep and wail	C
And curse thy star and early drudge and late	D
Withouten that would come a heavier bale	C
Loose life unruly passions and diseases pale	C
In lowly dale fast by a river's side	E
With woody hill o'er hill encompass'd round	F
A most enchanting wizard did abide	E
Than whom a fiend more fell is no where found	F
It was I ween a lovely spot of ground	F
And there a season atween June and May	G
Half prankt with spring with summer half imbrown'd	F
A listless climate made where sooth to say	G
No living wight could work ne cared even for play	G
Was nought around but images of rest	F
Sleep soothing groves and quiet lawns between	H
And flowery beds that slumbrous influence kest	F
From poppies breathed and beds of pleasant green	H
Where never yet was creeping creature seen	H
Meantime unnumber'd glittering streamlets play'd	F
And hurled every where their waters sheen	H
That as they bicker'd through the sunny glade	F
Though restless still themselves a lulling murmur made	F
Join'd to the prattle of the purling rills	G
Were heard the lowing herds along the vale	C
And flocks loud bleating from the distant hills	G
And vacant shepherds piping in the dale	C
And now and then sweet Philomel would wail	C
Or stock doves plain amid the forest deep	I
That drowsy rustled to the sighing gale	C
And still a coil the grasshopper did keep	I
Yet all these sounds yblent inclined all to sleep	I
Full in the passage of the vale above	J
A sable silent solemn forest stood	F
Where nought but shadowy forms was seen to move	K
As Idless fancied in her dreaming mood	F
And up the hills on either side a wood	F
Of blackening pines aye waving to and fro	L
Sent forth a sleepy horror through the blood	F
And where this valley winded out below	L
The murmuring main was heard and scarcely heard to flow	L
A pleasing land of drowsy head it was	G
Of dreams that wave before the half shut eye	M
And of gay castles in the clouds that pass	G
For ever flushing round a summer sky	M
There eke the soft delights that witchingly	L
Instil a wanton sweetness through the breast	F
And the calm pleasures always hover'd nigh	M
But whate'er smack'd of noyance or unrest	F
Was far far off expell'd from this delicious nest	F
The landscape such inspiring perfect ease	G
Where Indolence for so the wizard hight	F
Close hid his castle mid embowering trees	G
That half shut out the beams of Ph bus bright	F
And made a kind of checker'd day and night	F
Meanwhile unceasing at the massy gate	F
Beneath a spacious palm the wicked wight	F
Was placed and to his lute of cruel fate	F
And labour harsh complain'd lamenting man's estate	F
Thither continual pilgrims crowded still	L
From all the roads of earth that pass there by	M
For as they chaunced to breathe on neighbouring hill	L
The freshness of this valley smote their eye	M
And drew them ever and anon more nigh	M
Till clustering round the enchanter false they hung	N
Ymolten with his syren melody	F
While o'er the enfeebling lute his hand he flung	N
And to the trembling chords these tempting verses sung	N
Behold ye pilgrims of this earth behold	F
See all but man with unearn'd pleasure gay	G
See her bright robes the butterfly unfold	F
Broke from her wintry tomb in prime of May	G
What youthful bride can equal her array	G
Who can with her for easy pleasure vie	M
From mead to mead with gentle wing to stray	G
From flower to flower on balmy gales to fly	M
Is all she has to do beneath the radiant sky	M
Behold the merry minstrels of the morn	O
The swarming songsters of the careless grove	P
Ten thousand throats that from the flowering thorn	O
Hymn their good God and carol sweet of love	J
Such grateful kindly raptures them emove	J
They neither plough nor sow ne fit for flail	L
E'er to the barn the nodden sheaves they drove	J
Yet theirs each harvest dancing in the gale	L
Whatever crowns the hill or smiles along the vale	L
Outcast of nature man the wretched thrall	L
Of bitter dropping sweat of sweltry pain	Q
Of cares that eat away the heart with gall	L
And of the vices an inhuman train	Q
That all proceed from savage thirst of gain	Q
For when hard hearted interest first began	R
To poison earth Astr a left the plain	Q
Guile violence and murder seized on man	R
And for soft milky streams with blood the rivers ran	R
Come ye who still the cumbrous load of life	J
Push hard up hill but as the furthest steep	I
You trust to gain and put an end to strife	J
Down thunders back the stone with mighty sweep	I
And hurls your labours to the valley deep	I
For ever vain come and withouten fee	J
I in oblivion will your sorrows steep	I
Your cares your toils will steep you in a sea	J
Of full delight O come ye weary wights to me	J
With me you need not rise at early dawn	S
To pass the joyless day in various stounds	J
Or louting low on upstart fortune fawn	S
And sell fair honour for some paltry pounds	J
Or through the city take your dirty rounds	J
To cheat and dun and lie and visit pay	G
Now flattering base now giving secret wounds	J
Or prowl in courts of law for human prey	G
In venal senate thieve or rob on broad highway	G
No cocks with me to rustic labour call	L
From village on to village sounding clear	T
To tardy swain no shrill voiced matrons squall	L
No dogs no babes no wives to stun your ear	U
No hammers thump no horrid blacksmith sear	T
Ne noisy tradesman your sweet slumbers start	F
With sounds that are a misery to hear	U
But all is calm as would delight the heart	F
Of Sybarite of old all nature and all art	F
Here nought but candour reigns indulgent ease	J
Good natured lounging sauntering up and down	V
They who are pleased themselves must always please	J
On others' ways they never squint a frown	V
Nor heed what haps in hamlet or in town	V
Thus from the source of tender Indolence	J
With milky blood the heart is overflown	V
Is sooth'd and sweeten'd by the social sense	J
For interest envy pride and strife are banish'd hence	J
What what is virtue but repose of mind	F
A pure ethereal calm that knows no storm	W
Above the reach of wild ambition's wind	F
Above those passions that this world deform	W
And torture man a proud malignant worm	X
But here instead soft gales of passion play	G
And gently stir the heart thereby to form	W
A quicker sense of joy as breezes stray	G
Across the enliven'd skies and make them still more gay	G
The best of men have ever loved repose	J
They hate to mingle in the filthy fray	G
Where the soul sours and gradual rancour grows	J
Imbitter'd more from peevish day to day	G
E'en those whom fame has lent her fairest ray	G
The most renown'd of worthy wights of yore	Y
From a base world at last have stolen away	G
So Scipio to the soft Cum an shore	Y
Retiring tasted joy he never knew before	Y
But if a little exercise you choose	J
Some zest for ease 'tis not forbidden here	U
Amid the groves you may indulge the Muse	J
Or tend the blooms and deck the vernal year	T
Or softly stealing with your watery gear	T
Along the brooks the crimson spotted fry	M
You may delude the whilst amused you hear	U
Now the hoarse stream and now the zephyr's sigh	M
Attuned to the birds and woodland melody	J
O grievous folly to heap up estate	F
Losing the days you see beneath the sun	V
When sudden comes blind unrelenting fate	F
And gives the untasted portion you have won	V
With ruthless toil and many a wretch undone	V
To those who mock you gone to Pluto's reign	V
There with sad ghosts to pine and shadows dun	V
But sure it is of vanities most vain	V
To toil for what you here untoiling may obtain	V
He ceased But still their trembling ears retai	F

James Thomson

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