Provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke.

Laying out grounds may be considered a liberal art, in some sort like poetry and painting.

If the time should ever come when what is now called Science, thus famliarised to men, shall be ready to put on, as it were, a form of flesh and blood, the Poet will lend his divine spirit to the aid the transfiguration, and will welcome the Being thus produced, as a dear and genuine inmate of the household of man.

"One impulse from a vernal wood

I'll teach my boy the sweetest things; I'll teach him how the owlet sings.

She gave me eyes, she gave me ears; And humble cares, and delicate fears; A heart, the fountain of sweet tears; And love and thought and joy.

A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer's joy.