Poems with rhymes of pursues

From where in Farringford she brews
The ode sublime,
Or with Pen-bryn's bold bard pursues

The enamoured rustic worships its fair hues,
Nor knows he makes the shadow, he pursues !

The lawyer, points of difficulty views,
Decides with judgment, and the truth pursues.

Summer is gone, and autumn's soberer hues
Tint the ripe fruits, and gild the waving corn;
The huntsman swift the flying game pursues,

The simple mind thy tale pursues,
And wonders by what art it views

Big with the fate of Europe, he renews
His dreadful course, and the proud foe pursues!

Self-pois'd, each soul its course pursues
In light or dark, companionless:
Drop into drop may blend the dews --

Most soberly pursues,
Poor Ned most pass his mornings
A-dawdling with the Muse:

His bashful eye still kindling as he views,
And, while thy lenient arm supports his pace,
With beating heart the upland path pursues?

Her lucrative task she pursues,
And pilfers with so much address,
That none of their odour they lose,

The gilded butterfly pursues
O'er hedge and ditch, through gaps and mews,

By midnight moons, o'er moistening dews,
In habit for the chase array'd,
The hunter still the deer pursues,

If haply the sect pursues
That read and comment upon news,

The butterfly its tiny mate pursues
With rapid fluttering of its painted hues,

Such is that heart:--but while the muse
Thy theme, O Richardson, pursues,

Who with celestial peace, pursues
The pensive wand'rings of the MUSE;

Wave subtler promise when desire pursues.
The moon of cloud discoloured was his Muse,

With numbers he the flying nymph pursues,
With numbers such as Phœbus' self might use;

All the ends my life pursues,
Lies to crush and truths to treasure,
Wrong to shun and Right to choose.

When a bold youth so swift pursues,
And siege of tenderest courtesy,
With hope perseverant, still renews!