• Publication Date: 1681
  • Flesch-Kincaid Level: 39
Poetry

The Mower to the Glow-Worms

Ye living lamps, by whose dear light The nightingale does sit so late, And studying all the summer night, Her matchless songs does meditate; Ye country comets, that portend No war nor prince’s funeral, Shining unto no higher end Than to presage the grass’s fall; Ye glow-worms, whose officious flame ...
  • Publication Date: 1681
  • Flesch-Kincaid Level: 39