Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyt’s New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.
Grasshopper
Happy insect! what can be
In happiness compared to thee?
Fed with nourishment divine,
The dewy morning’s gentle wine!
Nature waits upon thee still,
And thy verdant cup does fill;
’Tis fill’d wherever thou dost tread,
Nature’s self’s thy Ganymede.
Cowley—Anacreontiques. No. 10. Grasshopper.
Green little vaulter, in the sunny grass,
Catching your heart up at the feel of June,
Sole noise that’s heard amidst the lazy noon,
When ev’n the bees lag at the summoning brass.
Leigh Hunt—To the Grasshopper and the Cricket.
When all the birds are faint with the hot sun,
And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run
From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead;
That is the grasshopper’s—he takes the lead
In summer luxury—he has never done
With his delights, for when tired out with fun,
He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
Keats—On the Grasshopper and Cricket.