|Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyts New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.|
|Happy insect! what can be|
In happiness compared to thee?
Fed with nourishment divine,
The dewy mornings gentle wine!
Nature waits upon thee still,
And thy verdant cup does fill;
Tis filld wherever thou dost tread,
Natures selfs thy Ganymede.
CowleyAnacreontiques. No. 10. Grasshopper.
|Green little vaulter, in the sunny grass,|
Catching your heart up at the feel of June,
Sole noise thats heard amidst the lazy noon,
When evn the bees lag at the summoning brass.
Leigh HuntTo the Grasshopper and the Cricket.
|When all the birds are faint with the hot sun,|
And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run
From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead;
That is the grasshoppershe takes the lead
In summer luxuryhe has never done
With his delights, for when tired out with fun,
He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
KeatsOn the Grasshopper and Cricket.