Ill husbandry braggeth
To go with the best:
Good husbandry baggeth
Up gold in his chest.
Ill husbandry lieth
In prison for debt:
Good husbandry spieth
Where profit to get.
E'en in mid-harvest, while the jocund swain
Pluck'd from the brittle stalk the golden grain,
Oft have I seen the war of winds contend.
And prone on earth th' infuriate storm descend,
Waste far and wide, and by the roots uptorn,
The heavy harvest sweep through ether borne,
As the light straw and rapid stubble fly
In dark'ning whirlwinds round the wintry sky.
Laudato ingentia rura,
Exiguum colito.
Praise a large domain, cultivate a small state.
But let the good old corn adorn
The hills our fathers trod;
Still let us, for his golden corn,
Send up our thanks to God!
Heap high the farmer's wintry hoard!
Heap high the golden corn!
No richer gift has Autumn poured
From out her lavish horn!
AIRSHIPS
(See Aeronautics)
ALBATROSS
And a good south wind sprung up behind,
The Albatross did follow,
And every day, for food or play,
Came to the mariner's hollo!
"God save thee, ancient Mariner!
Prom the fiends that plague thee thus!—
Why look'st thou so?"—"With my cross-bow
I shot the Albatross."
Great albatross!—the meanest birds
Spring up and flit away,
While thou must toil to gain a flight,
And spread those pinions grey;
But when they once are fairly poised,
Far o'er each chirping thing
Thou sailest wide to other lands,
E'en sleeping on the wing.
ALCHEMY
If by fire
Of sooty coal th' empiric alchymist
Can turn, or holds it possible to turn,
Metals of drossiest ore to perfect gold.
The starving chemist in his golden views
Supremely blest.
ALMOND
Amygdalus communis
Almond blossom, sent to teach us
That the spring days soon will reach us.
Blossom of the almond trees,
April's gift to April's bees.
White as the blossoms which the almond tree,
Above its bald and leafless branches bears.
Like to an almond tree ymounted hye
On top of greene Selinis all alone,
With blossoms brave bedecked daintily;
Whose tender locks do tremble every one,
At everie little breath, that under heaven is blowne.
ALPH
(River)
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree;
Where Alph, the sacred river ran,
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
AMARANTH
Amarantus
Nosegays! leave them for the waking,
Throw them earthward where they grew
Dim are such, beside the breaking
Amaranths he looks unto.
Folded eyes see brighter colors than the open ever do.
