Cowperizado

 Leyendo The Task,  Book III, "The Garden":

As one, who long in thickets and in brakes

Entangled, winds now this way and now that

His devious course uncertain, seeking home;

Or, having long in miry ways been foil'd

And sore discomfited, from slough to slough

Plunging, and half despairing of escape;

If chance at length he find a greensward smooth

And faithful to the foot, his spirits rise,

He cherups brisk his ear erecting steed,

And winds his way with pleasure and with ease;

So I, designing other themes, and call'd 

To adorn the Sofa with eulogium due,

To tell its slumbers, and to paint its dreams,

Have rambled wide: in country, city, seat

Of academic fame (howe'er deserved),

Long held, and scarcely disengaged at last.

But now with pleasant pace a cleanlier road 

I mean to tread: I feel myself at large, 

Courageous, and refresh'd for future toil,

If toil await me, or if dangers new.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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