VIII THIS Impromptu appeared, many years ago, among the Author's poems, from which, in subsequent editions, it was excluded. It is reprinted at the request of the Friend in whose presence the lines were thrown off. T HE sun has long been set, The stars are out by twos and threes, Among the bushes and trees; There's a cuckoo, and one or two thrushes, And a sound of water that gushes, And the cuckoo's sovereign cry Fills all the hollow of the sky. In London, and masquerading,' With that beautiful soft half-moon, And all these innocent blisses? On such a night as this is! 1802 IO IX COMPOSED UPON AN EVENING OF EXTRAORDINARY SPLENDOUR AND BEAUTY H I AD this effulgence disappeared With flying haste, I might have sent, Among the speechless clouds, a look Of blank astonishment; But 'tis endued with power to stay, And sanctify one closing day, That frail Mortality may see What is ?-ah no, but what can be! Time was when field and watery cove While choirs of fervent Angels sang Their vespers in the grove; Or, crowning, star-like, each some sovereign height, Strains suitable to both.-Such holy rite, Methinks, if audibly repeated now From hill or valley, could not move Than doth this silent spectacle-the gleam- ΤΟ 20 II No sound is uttered,—but a deep Whate'er it strikes with gem-like hues! Herds range along the mountain side; Thine is the tranquil hour, purpureal Eve! That this magnificence is wholly thine! A portion of the gift is won; An intermingling of Heaven's pomp is spread III And if there be whom broken ties Afflict, or injuries assail, Yon hazy ridges to their eyes Present a glorious scale, Climbing suffused with sunny air, To stop-no record hath told where! And tempting Fancy to ascend, And with immortal Spirits blend! 30 40 -Wings at my shoulders seem to play; But, rooted here, I stand and gaze 50 On those bright steps that heavenward raise Come forth, ye drooping old men, look abroad, Hath slept since noon-tide on the grassy ground, And wake him with such gentle heed As may attune his soul to meet the dower 60 IV Such hues from their celestial Urn This glimpse of glory, why renewed? Dread Power! whom peace and calmness serve From THEE if I would swerve; Oh, let Thy grace remind me of the light -Tis past, the visionary splendour fades; 1818 70 80 Note-The multiplication of mountain-ridges, described at the commencement of the third Stanza of this Ode, as a kind of Jacob's Ladder, leading to Heaven, is produced either by watery vapours, or sunny haze;-in the present instance by the latter cause. Allusions to the Ode entitled Intimations of Immortality' pervade the last Stanza of the foregoing Poem. X COMPOSED BY THE SEA-SHORE WTH HAT mischief cleaves to unsubdued regret, On chance dependent, and the fickle star Of power, through long and melancholy war. O sad it is, in sight of foreign shores, Hearths loved in childhood, and ancestral floors; ΤΟ Or came and was and is, yet meets the eye Or in a dream recalled, whose smoothest range 20 Such as my verse now yields, while moonbeams play Such as will promptly flow from every breast, T XI 1833 HE Crescent-moon, the Star of Love, With but a span of sky between Speak one of you, my doubts remove, Which is the attendant Page and which the Queen? 30 Published 1842 XII TO THE MOON COMPOSED BY THE SEASIDE,- ANDERER! that stoop'st so low, and com'st so WA near To human life's unsettled atmosphere; Who lov'st with Night and Silence to partake, So might it seem, the cares of them that wake; And, through the cottage-lattice softly peeping, An idolizing dreamer as of yore!— I slight them all; and, on this sea-beat shore That bid me hail thee as the SAILOR'S FRIEND; 1Ο So call thee for heaven's grace through thee made known And for less obvious benefits, that find Their way, with thy pure help, to heart and mind; 20 And wounds and weakness oft his labour's sole remains. The aspiring Mountains and the winding Streams, go Or crossed by vapoury streaks and clouds that move To call up thoughts that shun the glare of day, Yes, lovely Moon! if thou so mildly bright 30 40 50 |