"The Fleece"
by John Dyer
1757
- Thus all is here in motion, all is life:
- The creaking wain brings copious store of corn:
- The grazier's sleeky kine obstructs the roads;
- The neat-dressed housewives, for the festal board
- Crowned with full baskets, in the field-way paths
- Come tripping on; th-echoing hills repeat
- The stroke of axe and hammer; scaffolds rise,
- And growing edifices; heaps of stone,
- Beaneath the chisel, beauteous shapes assume
- Of frieze and column. Some, with even line,
- New streets are marking in the neighbouring fields,
- And sacred domes of worship. Industry,
- Which dignifies the artist, lifts the swain,
- And the straw cottage to a palace turns,
- Over the work presides. Such was the scene
- Of hurrying Carthage, when the Trojan chief
- First viewed her growing turrets. So appear
- Th'increasing walls of busy Manchester,
- Sheffield, and Birmingham, whose reddening fields
- Rise and enlarge their suburbs
Robert Dyer II
Painted by John Dyer
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