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And now it touches on the purple steep Till, save the lonely beacon, all is filed, That Alings his shadow on the pictured deep. That tips with eve s last gleam his spiry 'Cross the calm lake's blue shades the cliffs head. aspire

(fire;" With towers and woods a “prospect all on

Now, while the solemn evening The coves and secret hollows, through a

shadows sail,

(vale; ray

On red slow-waving pinions, down the Or sainter gold, a purple gleam betray;

And, fronting the bright west, yon oak The gilded turf invests with richer green


Llines, Each speck of lawn the broken rocks be- Its darkening boughs and leaves, in stronger tween;


How pleasant near the tranquil lake to Deep yellow beams the scattered stems

stray Far in the level forest's central gloom;

Where winds the road along a secret bay: Waving his hat, the shepherd, from the Along the wild meandering shore

vale, Directs his winding dog the cliffs to scale, Obsequious grace the windingswan pursue; That, barking busy, "mid the glittering He swells his lifted chest, and backward rocks,


(wings; Hunts, where he points, the intercepted His bridling neck between his towering Where oaks o'erhang the road the radiance In all the majesty of ease, divides, shoots

[roots; And, glorying, looks around, the silent On tawny earth, wild weeds, and twisted The Druid stones their lighted fane unfold, On as he goats, the silvered waters glow,

tides; And all the babbling brooks are liquid Proud of the varying arch and moveless gold;

form of snow.

Lloves, Sunk to a curve, the day-star lessens still,

While tender cares and mild domestic Gives one bright glance, and drops behind With furtive watch pursue her as she the hill.

The female with a meeker charm succeeds, In these secluded vales, if village fame, And her brown little-ones around her Confirmed by silver hairs, belief may claim; leads, When up the hills, as now, retired the Nibbling the water lilies as they pass, light,

Or playing wanton with the floating grass. Strange apparitions mocked the gazer's She, in a mother's care, her beauty's pride sight.

Forgets, unwearied watching every side;

She calls them near, and with affection A desperate form appears, that spurs his steed

Alternately relieves their weary feet;
Along the midway cliffs with violent speed; Alternately they mount her back, and rest
Unhurt pursues his lengthened flight, while Close by her mantling wings' embraces

Attend, at every stretch, his headlong fall.
Anon, in order mounts a gorgeous show
Or horsemen shadows moving to and fro;

Long may ye float upon these floods

(green, At intervals imperial banners stream,

Yours be these holms untrodden, still, and And now the van reflects the solar beam, The rear through iron brown betrays a

Whose lofty shades fence off the blustering

gale, sullen gleam ;

[they go, Lost gradual,t o'er the heights in pomp Yon isle, which feels not even the milk

Where breathes in peace the lily of the vale. While silent stands the admiring crowd

maid's feet,

[more sweet," below;

Yet hears her song, "by distance made

Yon isle conceals your home, your cottage From Thomson. See Scott's Critical

bower, Essays.

+ See a description of an appearance of this Fresh water-rushes strew the verdant floor; kind in Clark's 'Survey of the Lakes,” accom

Long grass and willows forin the woven panied by vouchers of its veracity that may And swings above the roof the poplar tall.

wall, amuse the reader.


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Thence issuing often with unwieldy stalk, Press the sad kiss, fond mother! vainly With broad black teet ye crush your


(tears; flowery walk;

(morn Thy flooded cheek to wet them with its Or, from the neighbouring water, hear at No tears can chill them, and no bosom The hound, the horse's tread, and mellow warms,

(arms. horn;

(rings. Thy breast their death-bed, coffined in thine Involve your serpent necks in changesul Rolled wantonly between your slippery Sweet are the sounds that mingle from wings,


(star, Or, starting up with noise and rude delight, Heard by calm lakes, as peeps the folding Force half upon the wave your cumbrous Where the duck dabbles 'mid the rustling flight.


(edge, Fair swan! by all a mother's joys Or the swan stirs the reeds, his neck and

And feeding pike starts from the water's caressed,

(thee blessed;

bill Haply some wretch has eyed, and called Wetting, that drip upon the water still; The whilst upon some sultry summer's day And heron, as resounds the trodden shore, She dragged her babes along this weary Shoots upward, darting his long neck way;


before. Or taught their limbs along the burning A few short steps to totter with their load.

Now with religious awe, the farewell I see her now, denied to lay her head,


(night; On cold blue nights, in hut or straw-built Blends with the solemn colouring of the shed.

'Mid groves of clouds that crest the mounTurn to a silent smile their sleepy cry,

tain's brow,

(shadows throw, By pointing to a shooting star on high:

And round the west's proud lodge their I hear, while in the forest depth, he sees

Like Una shining on her gloomy way, The moon's fixed gaze between the opening The half-seen form of Twilight roams trees,


(small, In broken sounds her elder child demand, Shedding, through paly loopholes mild and And skyward lift, like one that prays, his Gleams ihat upon the lake's still bosom hand,


(pale, If, in that country, where he dwells afar, Soft o'er the surface creep those lustres His father views that good, that kindly star; Tracking the fitful motions of the gale. -Ah me! all light is mute amid the gloom, With restless interchange at once the bright The interlunar cavern, of the tomb.

Wins on the shade, the shade upon ihe -When low-hung clouds each star of

light. summer hide,

No favoured eye was e'er allowed to gaze And fireless are the valleys far and wide,

On lovelier spectacle in faery days ; Where the brook brawls along the painful When gentle spirits urged a sportive road,


chase, Dark with bat-haunted ashes stretching Brushing with lucid wands the water's face; Oft has she taught them on her lap to play While music, stealing round the glimmerDelighted, with the glow-worm's harmless ing deeps,

(steeps. ray

(the ground Charmed the tall circle of the enchanted Tossed right from hand to hand; while on - The lights are vanished from the watery Small circles of green radiance gleam

plains: around.

No wreck of all the pageantry remains.

Unheeded night has overcome the vales: Oh! when the sleety showers her path On the dark earth the baffled vision fails; assail,

The latest lingerer of the forest train, And roars between the hills the torrent gale: The lone black fir, forsakes the faded plain; No more her breath can thaw their fingers Last evening sight, the cottage smoke, 110 cold, [fold;

[hoar; Their frozen arms her neck no more can Lost in the thickened darkness, glimmers Weak roof a cowering form two babes to And, towering from the sullen dark-brown shield,

appear. And faint the fire a dying heart can yield! Like a black wall, the mountain steeps



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-Now o'er the soothed accordant heart we (For sighs will ever trouble human breath) feel

Creep hushed into the tranquil breast of A sympathetic twilight slowly steal,

death. And ever, as we fondly muse, we find The soft gloom deepening on the tranquil

But now the clear-bright moon her zenith mind.

gains, Stay ! pensive, sadly-pleasing visions, stay! And rimy without speck extend the plains; Ah 'no! as fades the vale, they fade away:

The deepest dell the mountain's front disYet still the tender, vacant gloom remains;


(rays; Still the cold cheek its shuddering tear Scarce hides a shadow from her searching retains.

From the dark-blue faint silvery threads

divide The bird, who ceased, with fading light, The hills, while gleams below the azure tide; to thread

The scene is wakened, yet its peace unbroke, Silent the hedge or streaming rivulet's bed, By silvered wreaths of quiet charcoal smoke, From his gray re-appearing tower shall That, o'er the ruins of the fallen wood,

Steal down the hill, and spread along the Salute with boding note the rising moon, flood. Frosting with hoary light the pearly ground, And pouring deeper blue to ether's bound;

The song of mountain streams, unheard And pleased her solemn pomp of clouds to

by day,

(way. fold

Now hardly heard, beguiles my homeward In robes of azure, fleecy-white, and gold.

All air is, as the sleeping water, still,

Listening the aerial music of the hill, See, o'er the eastern hill, where darkness Broke only by the slow clock tolling deep, broods

(woods; Or shout that wakes the ferryman from O'er all its vanished dells, and lawns, and sleep, Where but a mass of shade the sight can Soon followed by his hollow-parting oar, trace,

And echoed hoof approaching the far She lifts in silence up her lovely face;


(borne, Above the gloomy valley flings her light, Sound of closed gate, across the water Far to the western slopes with hamlets Hurrying the feeding hare through rustling white;

(upland strew, corn; And gives, where woods the chequered The tremulous sob of the complaining owl; To the green corn of summer autumn's And at long intervals the mill-dog's howl; hue.

The distant forge s swinging thump pro

found; Thus Hope, first pouring from her or yell, in the deep woods, of lonely blessed horn

(own morn;

hound. Her dawn, far lovelier than the moon's Till higher mounted, strives in vain to cheer The weary hills, impervious, blackening near;

( while

LINES Yet does she still, undaunted, throw the WRITTEN WHILE SAILING IN A BOAT AT On darling spots remote her tempting

EVENING. smile.

How richly glows the water's breast Even now she decks for me a distant Before us, tinged with evening hues, scene,

between) While, facing thus the crimson west, (For dark and broad the gull of time The boat her silent course pursues ! Gilding that cottage with her fondest ray. And see how dark the backward stream ! (Sole bourne, sole wish, sole object of my A little moment past so smiling ! way:

[appear! And still, perhaps, with faithless gleam, How fair its lawns and sheltering woods Some other loiterers beguiling. How sweet its streamlet murmurs in mine ear!)

(rise, Such views the youthful bard allure ; Where we, my friend, to happy days shall But, heedless of the following gloom, Till our small share of hardly-paining He deems their colours shall endure sighs

| Till peace go with him to the tomb,

And let him muse his fond deceit, Where falls the purple morring far and And what if he must die in sorrow !

wide Who would not cherish dreams so sweet, In flakes of light upon the mountain side ; Though grief and pain may come to-mor- Where with loud voice the power of water row?

shakes The leafy wood, or sleeps in quiet lakes.

Yet not unrecompensed the man shall REMEMBRANCE OF COLLINS.


Who at the call of summer quits his home, COMPOSED UPON THE THAMES, NEAR And plods through some far realm o'er vale RICHMOND

and height, GLIDE gently, thus for ever glide,

Though seeking only holiday delight; O Thames ! that other bards may see

At least, not owning to himself an aim As lovely visions by thy side

To which the sage would give a prouder As now, fair river ! come to me.

name. Oh, glide, fair streain, for ever so !

No gains too cheaply earned his fancy cloy, Thy quiet soul on all bestowing,.

Though every passing zephyr whispers joy : Till all our minds for ever flow,

Brisk toil, alternating with ready ease, As thy deep waters now are flowing.

Feeds the clear current of his sympathies.
For him sod-seats the cottage door adorn ;

And peeps the far-off spire, his evening Vain thought !-Yet be as now thou art,

bourn! That in thy waters may be seen

Dear is the forest frowning o'er his head, The image of a poet's heart

And dear the velvet greensward to his How bright, how solemn, how serene !

tread :

(eye? Such as did once the poet bless,

Moves there a cloud o'er mid-day's flaming Who murmuring here a later ditty, Could find no refuge from distress

Upward he looks—"and calls it luxury :'

Kind nature's charities his steps attend ; But in the milder grief of pity.

In every babbling brook he finds a friend ;

Whie chastening thoughts of sweetest use. Now let us, as we float along,

bestowed For him suspend the dashing oar,

By wisdom, moralize his pensive road. And pray that never child of song Host of his welcome inn, the noon-tide May know that poet's sorrows more.

bower, How calm ! how still! the only sound To his spare meal he calls the passing poor ; The dripping of the oar suspended ! He views the sun uplift his golden fire, The evening darkness gathers round, Or sink, with heart alive like Memnon's By virtue's holest powers attended.

lyre ;t

(ray, Blesses the moon that comes with kindly To light him shaken by his rugged way ;

With bashful fear no cottage children steal DESCRIPTIVE SKETCHES From him, a brother at the cottage meal ;

His humble looks no shy restraint impart, TAKEN DURING A PEDESTRIAN TOUR Around him plays at will the virgin heart. AMONG THE ALPS.

While unsuspended wheels thevillage dance, WERE there, below, a spot of holy ground Much wondering what sad stroke of craz

The maidens eye him with inquiring glance, Where from distress a refuge might be found,

ing care

(there. And solitude prepare the soul for heaven ; ! Or desperate love could lead a wanderer Sure, nature's God that spot to man had given,

Me, lured by hope her sorrows to remove, A heart that could not much herself ap

prove, Collins's Ode on the Death of Thomson; the last written, I believe, of the poems which were + The lyre of Memnon is reported to have published during his lifetime. This ode is also emitted melancholy or cheerful tones, as it was alluded to in the next stanza.

touched by the sun's evening or morning rays.


fire :

O'er Gallia's wastes of corn dejected led, Or, from the bending rocks, obtrusive cling,
Her road elms rustling high above my head, And o'er the whitened wave their shavious
Or through her truant pathways' native fling:

The pathway leads, as round the steeps it By secret villages and lonely farms,

twines, To where the Alps ascending white in air, And Silence loves its purple roof of vines ; Toy with the sun, and glitter from afar. The viewless lingerer hence, at evening,

(the trees ; And now, emerging from the forest's From rock-hewn steps the sail beiwen gloom,

Or marks, 'mid opening cliffs, sair darkI heave a sigh at hoary Chartreuse' doom. eyed maids

(glades, Where now is fled that power whose frown Tend the small harvest of their garden severe

[fear? Or stops the solemn mountain-shades to Tamed sober reason till she crouched in


(and blue, The cloister startles at the gleam of arms, Stretch o'er the pictured mirror broad And blasphemy the shuddering fane alarms; Tracking the yellow sun from steep 10 Nod the cloud-piercing pines their troubled steep, heads ;

(o'erspreads; As up the opposing hills with tortoise foot Spires, rocks, and lawns, a browner night

they creep; Sirong terror checks the female peasant's Here, half a village shines, in gold arrayed, sighs,

[eyes. Bright as the moon ; half hides itself in And start the astonished shades at female shade :

(spire, That thundering tube the aged angler hears. While, from amid the darkened roofs the And swells the groaning torrent with his Restlessly flashing, seems to mount like tears;

(jay; From Bruno's forest screams the affrighted There, all unshaded, blazing forests throw And slow the insulted eagle wheels away. Rich golden verdure on the waves below. The cross, with hideous laughter, demons Slow glides the sail along the illumined mock,

shore, By angels planted on the aërial rock.* And steals into the shade the lazy oar; The 18

parting genius” sighs with hollow Soft bosoms breathe around contagious breath

[ Death. sighs, Along the mystic streams of Life and I And amorous music on the water dies. Swelling the outcry dull, that long resounds Portentous through her old woods' trackless bounds,

How blest, delicious scene! the eye that Vallombre, t'mid her falling fanes, deplores,

greets For ever broke, the sabbath of her bowers. Thy open beauties, or thy lone retreats ;

The unwearied sweep of wood thy cliffs More pleased, my foot the hidden mar- The never-ending waters of thy vales ;

that scales ; gin roves Of Como, bosomed deep in chestnut groves,

The cots, those dim religious groves emNo meadows thrown between, the giddy Or, under rocks that from the water tower,

bower, steeps

(deeps. Tower, bare or sylvan, from the narrow Each with its household boat beside the

Insinuated, sprinkling all the shore ; -To towns, whose shades of no rude sound

door, complain, (wain,


Whose flaccid sails in forms fantastic To ringing team unknown and grating To flat-roofed towns, that touch the water's, Brightening the gloom where thick the

forests stoop; bound,

(sky. Or lurk in woody sunless glens profound, Thy torrents shooting from the clear-blue

Thy towns, that cleave, like swaliows' nesis, on high ;

{descried Alluding to crosses seen on the tops of the That glimmer hoar in eves last light spiry rocks of Chartreuse, which have every Dim from the twilight water's shaggy side, appearance of being inaccessible.

Whence lutes and voices down the en# Names of rivers at the Chartreuse. Name of one of the valleys of the Char

(floods; Steal, and compose the oar-forgotten

chanted woods


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