So green, so fresh, so plentiful, as mine!'

Tyrants who utter the destroying word, But thinly sown these natures; rare, at least, And slaves who will consent to be destroy'dThe mutual aptitude of seed and soil

Were of one species with the shelter'd few, That yields such kindly product. He, whose bed Who, with a dutiful and tender hand, Perhaps yon loose sods cover, the poor pensioner Did lodge, in an appropriated spot, Brought yesterday from our sequester'd dell This file of infants; some that never breathed Here to lie down in lasting quiet-he,

The vital air; and others, who, allow'd If living now, could otherwise report

That privilege, did yet expire too soon,
Of rustic loneliness; that gray-hair’d orphan- Or with too brief a warning, to admit
So call him, for humanity to him

Administration of the holy rite
No parent was—feelingly could have told, That lovingly consigns the babe to th' arms
In life, in death, what solitude can breed

Of Jesus, and his everlasting care.
Of seltishness, and cruelty, and vice;

These that in trembling hope are laid apart;
Or, if it breed not, hath not power to cure. And the besprinkled nursling, unrequired
But your compliance, sir, with our request Till he begins to smile upon the breast
My words too long have hinder'd.”

That feeds him; and the tottering little one

Undeterr’d, Taken from air and sunshine when the rose Perhaps incited rather, by these shocks,

Of infancy first blooms upon his cheek ; In no ungracious opposition, given

The thinking, thoughtless schoolboy: the bold To the confiding spirit of his own

Experienced faith, the reverend pastor said, Of soul impetuous, and the bashful maid
Around him looking, “Where shall I begin? Smitten while all the promises of life
Who shall be first selected from my flock,

Are opening round her: those of middle age, Gather'd together in their peaceful fold ?”

Cast down while confident in strength they stand, He paused, and having lifted up his eyes

Like pillars fix'd more firmly, as might seem, To the pure heaven, he cast them down again And more secure, by very weight of all Upon the earth beneath his feet; and spake. That, for support, rests on them; the decay'd “ To a mysteriously-consorted pair

And burdensome: and lastly, that poor few This place is consecrate ; to death and life, Whose light of reason is with age extinct; And to the best affections that proceed

The hopeful and the hopeless, first and last, From their conjunction ;-consecrate to faith The earliest summond and the longest spared In him who bled for man upon the cross ;

Are here deposited, with tribute paid Hallow'd to revelation; and no less

Various, but unto each some tribute paid; To reason's mandates: and the hopes divine As if, amid these peaceful hills and groves, Of pure imagination ;-above all,

Society were touch'd with kind concern: To charity, and love, that have provided

And gentle - Nature grieved, that one should die; Within these precincts, a capacious bed

Or, if the change demanded no regret, And receptacle, open to the good

Observed the liberating stroke--and bless'd. And evil, to the just and the unjust;

And whence that tribute? wherefore these regards ? In which they find an equal resting-place:

Not from the naked heart alone of man, E’en as the multitude of kindred brooks

(Though claiming high distinction upon earth And streams, whose murmur fills this hollow vale, As the sole spring and fountain-head of tears, Whether their course be turbulent or smooth, His own peculiar utterance for distress Their waters clear or sullied, all are lost

Or gladness.) No,” the philosophic priest Within the bosom of yon crystal lake,

Continued, “ 'tis not in the vital seat And end their journey in the same repose! Of feeling to produce them, without aid “ And blest are they who sleep; and we that From the pure soul, the soul sublime and pure; know,

With her two faculties of eye and ear, While in a spot like this we breathe and walk, The one by which a creature, whom his sins That all beneath us by the wings are cover'd Have render'd prone, can upward look to heaven; Of motherly humanity, outspread

The other that empowers him to perceive
And gathering all within their tender shade, The voice of deity, on height and plain,
Thongh loath and slow to come! A battle field, Whispering those truths in stillness, which the
In stillness left when slaughter is no more,

With this compared, is a strange spectacle ! To the four quarters of the winds, proclaims.
A rueful sight the wild shore strewn with wrecks, Not without such assistance could the use
And trod by people in afficted quest

Of these benign observances prevail.
Of friends and kindred, whom the angry sea Thus are they born, thus foster'd and maintain'd;
Restores not to their prayer! Ah! who would And by the care prospective of our wise

Forefathers, who, to guard against the shocks, That all the scatter'd subjects which compose The fluctuation and decay of things, Earth's melancholy vision through the space Imbodied and establish'd these high truths of all her climes; these wretched, these depraved, In solemn institutions; men convinced To virtue lost, insensible of peace,

That life is love and immortality,
From the delights of charity cut off,

The being one, and one the element.
To pity dead, th' oppressor and th' opprest; There lies the channel, and original bed,

From the beginning, hollow'd out and scoop’d Of pious sentiment diffused afar,
For man's affections; else betray'd and lost, And human charity, and social love.
And swallow'd up ʼmid deserts infinite !

Thus never shall th' indignities of time
This is the genuine course, the aim, and end Approach their reverend graces, unopposed;
Of prescient reason ; all conclusions else

Nor shall the elements be free to hurt
Are abject, vain, presumptuous, and perverse, Their fair proportions; nor the blinder rage
The faith partaking of those holy times.

Of bigot zeal madly to overturn;
Life, I repeat, is energy of love

And, if the desolating hand of war
Divine or human ; exercised in pain,

Spare them, they shall continue to bestow-
In strife, and tribulation ; and ordain'd,

Upon the throng'd abodes of busy men
If so approved and sanctified, to pass,

(Depraved, and ever prone to fill their minds Through shades and silent rest, to endless joy.” Exclusively with transitory things)

An air and mien of dignified pursuit ;
Of sweet civility-on rustic wilds.

The poet, fostering for his native land

Such hope, entreats that servants may abound

Of those pure altars worthy; ministers

Detach'd from pleasure, to the love of gain

Superior, insusceptible of pride,
Poet's address to the state and church of England. The And by ambitious longings undisturb’d;

pastor not inferior to the ancient worthies of the church. Men, whose delight is where their duty leads
He begins his narratives with an instance of unrequited Or fixes them ; whose least distinguish'a day
love. Anguish of mind subdued, and how. The lonely Shines with some portion of that heavenly lustre
miner, an instance of perseverance, which leads by which makes the Sabbath lovely in the sight
contrast to an example of abused talents, irresolution, of blessed angels, pitying human cares.
and weakness. Solitary, applying this covertly to his
own case, asks for an instance of some stranger, whose And, as on earth it is the doom of truth
dispositions may have led him to end his days here. To be perpetually attack'd by foes
Pastor, in answer, gives an account of the harmonizing Open or covert, be that priesthood still,
influence of solitude upon two men of opposite princi. For her defence, replenish'd with a band
ples, who had encountered agitations in public life.
The rule by which peace may be obtained expressed, of strenuous champions, in scholastic arts
and where. Solitary hints at an overpowering futality? Thoroughly disciplined ; nor (if in course
Answer of the pastor. What subjects he will exclude of the revolving world's disturbances
from his narratives. Conversation upon this. Instance Cause should recur, which righteous heaven avert!
of an unamiable character, a female, and why given. To meet such trial) from their spiritual sire.
Contrasted with this, a meek sufferer, from unguarded
and betrayed love. Instance of heavier guilt, and its Degenerate ; who, constrain’d to wield the sword
consequences to the offender. With this instance of a Of disputation, shrunk not, though assaila
marriage contract broken is contrasted one of a wi. With hostile din, and combating in sight
dower, evidencing his faithful affection towards his of angry umpires, partial and unjust ;
deceased wife by his care of their female children.

And did, thereafter, bathe their hands in fire,
Hail to the crown by freedom shaped, to gird So to declare the conscience satisfied :
An English sovereign's brow! and to the throne Nor for their bodies would accept release ;
Whereon he sits! Whose deep foundations lie But, blessing God and praising him, bequeathed
In veneration and the people's love;

With their last breath, from out the smouldering
Whose steps are equity, whose seat is law.

flame, Hail to the state of England! And conjoin The faith which they by diligence had earn'd, With this a salutation as devout,

Or, through illuminating grace, received,
Made to the spiritual fabric of her church: For their dear countrymen, and all mankind.
Founded in truth; by blood of martyrdom

O high example, cunstancy divine !
Cemented; by the hands of wisdom rear'd

E’en such a man (inheriting the zeal
In beauty of holiness, with order'd pomp,

And from the sanctity of elder times
Decent, and unreproved. The voice, that greets

Not deviating,-a priest, the like of whom,
The majesty of both, shall pray for both;

If multiplied, and in their stations set,
That, mutually protected and sustain's,

Would o'er the bosom of a joyful land
They may endure long as the sea surrounds Spread true religion, and her genuine fruits)
This favour'd land, or sunshine warms her soil.

Before me stood that day; on holy ground
And 0, ye swelling hills, and spacious plains ! Fraught with the relics of mortality,
Besprent from shore to shore with steeple-towers, Exalting tender themes, by just degrees
And spires whose“ silent finger points to heaven;" To lofty raised ; and to the highest, last;
Nor wanting, at wide intervals, the bulk

The head and mighty paramount of truths ;
Of ancient minster, lifted above the cloud Immortal life, in never-fading worlds,
Of the dense air, which town or city breeds For mortal creatures, conquer'd and secured.
To intercept the sun's glad beams,-may ne'er That basis laid, those principles of faith
That true succession fail of English hearts, Announced, as a preparatory act
Who, with ancestral feeling can perceive

Of reverence to the spirit of the place;
What in those holy structures ye possess

The pastor cast his eyes upon the ground,
Of ornamental interest and the charm

Not, as before, like one oppress'd with awe,


But with a mild and social cheerfulness,

To tinge his cheek; and through his frame it crept Then to the solitary turn'd, and spake.

With slow mutation unconcealable;
“At morn or eve, in your retired domain, Such universal change as autumn makes
Perchance you not unfrequently have mark'd In the fair body of a leafy grove
A visiter-in quest of herbs and flowers ;

Discolour'd, then divested. 'Tis affirm'd
Too delicate employ, as would appear

By poets skill'd in nature's secret ways For one, who, though of drooping mien, had yet That love will not submit to be controllid From nature's kindliness received a frame

By mastery: and the good man lack'd not friends Robust as ever rural labour bred."

Who strove t’instil this truth into his mind, The solitary answer'd: “Such a form

A mind in all heart mysteries unversed. Full well I recollect. We often crossd

Go to the hills,' said one, remit a while
Each other's path; but, as th' intruder seem'd This baneful diligence : at early morn
Fondly to prize the silence which he kept, Court the fresh air, explore the heaths and woods;
And I as willingly did cherish mine,

And, leaving it to others to foretell,
We met, and pass’d, like shadows. I have heard, By calculations sage, the ebb and flow
From my good host that he was crazed in brain Of tides, and when the moon will be eclipsed,
By unrequited love ; and scaled the rocks,

Do you, for your own benefit, construct
Dived into caves, and pierced the matted woods A calendar of flowers, pluck'd as they blow
In hope to find some virtuous herb of power

Where health abides, and cheerfulness, and peace.' To cure his malady!"

The attempt was made ; 'tis needless to report The vicar smiled,

How hopelessly : but innocence is strong, “ Alas! before to-morrow's sun goes down

An an entire simplicity of mind, His habitation will be here: for him

A thing most sacred in the eye of heaven, That open grave is destined.”

That opens, for such sufferers, relief “ Died he then

Within their souls, a fount of grace divine ; Of pain and grief?” the solitary ask'd,

And doth commend their weakness and disease “ Believe it not-oh! never could that be !" To nature's care, assisted in her office

“ He loved," the vicar answer'd,“ deeply loved, By all the elements that round her wait Loved fondly, truly, fervently; and dared

To generate, to preserve, and to restore ;
At length to tell his love, but sued in vain ; And hy her beautiful array of forms
Rejected-yea repellid-and, if with scorn Shedding sweet influence from above, or pure
Upon the haughty maiden's brow, 'tis but

Delight exhaling from the ground they tread.” A high-prized plume which female beauty wears “ Impute it not to impatience, if,” exclaim'd In wantonness of couquest, or puts on

The wanderer, “I infer that he was heal'd To cheat the world, or from herself to hide By perseverance in the course prescribed.” Humiliation, when no longer free.

“You do not err: the powers, that had been lost That he could brook, and glory in ;-—but when By slow degrees, were gradually regain'd; The tidings came that she whom he had woo'd The fluttering nerves composed; the beating heart Was wedded to another, and his beart

In rest establish'd; and the jarring thoughts Was forced to rend away its only hope,

To harmony restored. But yon dark mould Then, pity could have scarcely found on earth Will cover him, in the fulness of his strength An object worthier of regard than he,

Hastily smitten, by a fever's force; In the transition of that bitter hour !

Yet not with stroke so sudden as refused Lost was she, lost; nor could the sufferer say Time to look back with tenderness on her That in the act of preference he had been

Whom he had loved in passion,-and to send Unjustly dealt with ; but the maid was gone! Some farewell words-with one, but one, request, Had vanish'd from his prospects and desires; That, from his dying hand, she would accept Not by translation to the heavenly choir

Of his possessions that which most he prized; Who have put off their mortal spoils--ah no! A book, upon whose leaves some chosen plants She lives another's wishes to complete,

By his own hand disposed with nicest care, Joy be their lot, and happiness,' he cried,

In undecaying beauty were preserved;
His lot and hers as misery is mine!'

Mute register, to him, of time and place,
“Such was that strong concussion ; but the man, And various fluctuations in the breast;
Who trembled, trunk and limbs, like some huge oak To her, a monument of faithful love
By a fierce tempest shaken, soon resumed

Conquer'd, and in tranquillity retain'd!
The steadfast quiet natural to a mind

“ Close to his destined habitation, lies Of composition gentle and scdate,

One who achieved a humbler victory,
And in its movements circumspect and slow. Though marvellous in its kind. A place there is
To books, and to the long forsaken desk,

High in these mountains, that allured a band
O'er which enchain'd by science he had loved Of keen adventurers to unite their pains
To bend, he stoutly readdress'd himself,

In search of precious ore: who tried, were foil'd
Resolved to quell his pain, and search for truth And all desisted, all, save him alone.
With keener appetite (if that might be)

He, taking counsel of his own clear thoughts, And closer industry. Of what ensued

And trusting only to his own weak hands, . Within the heart no outward sign appear'd Urged unremittingly the stubborn work, Till a betraying sickliness was seen

Unseconded, uncountenanced; then, as time

Pass'd on, while still his lonely efforts found Into the lists of giddy enterprise-
No recompense, derided ; and at length,

Such was he; yet, as if within his frame
By many pitied; as insane of mind;

Two several souls alternately had lodged, By others dreaded as the luckless thrall

Two sets of manners could the youth put on; Of subterranean spirits feeding hope

And, fraught with antics as the Indian bird By various mockery of sight and sound;

That writhes and chatters in her wiry cage ; Hope after hope, encouraged and destroy'd. Was graceful, when it pleased him, smooth and still But when the lord of seasons had matured

As the mute swan that floats adown the stream, The fruits of earth through space of twice ten years Or, on the waters of the unruffled lake, The mountain's entrails offer'd to his view Anchors her placid beauty. Not a leaf, And trembling grasp the long deterr'd reward. That flutters on the bough, more light than He; Not with more transport did Columbus greet And not a flower, that droops in the green shade, A world, his rich discovery ! but our swain, More winningly reserved! If ye inquire A very hero till his point was gain'd,

How such consummate elegance was bred Proved all unable to support the weight

Amid these wilds, this answer may suffice,
Of prosperous fortune. On the fields he look'd 'Twas nature's will; who sometimes undertakes,
With an unsettled liberty of thought,

For the reproof of human vanity,
Of schemes and wishes; in the daylight walk'd Art to outstrip in her peculiar walk.
Giddy and restless ; ever and anon

Hence, for this favourite, lavishly endow'd
Quafid in his gratitude immoderate cups

With personal gifts, and bright instinctive wit, And truly might be said to die of joy!

While both, embellishing each other, stood He vanish'd ; but conspicuous to this day

Yet farther recommended by the charm The path remains that link'd his cottage door Of fine demeanour, and by dance and song, To the mine's mouth ; a long, and slanting track,

And skill in letters, every fancy shaped Upon the rugged mountain's stony side,

Fair expectations ; nor, when to the world's Worn by his daily visits to and from

Capacious field forth went the adventurer there The darksome centre of a constant hope.

Were he and his attainments overlook'd, This vestige, neither force of beating rain, Or scantily rewarded; but all hopes, Nor the vicissitudes of frost and thaw

Cherish'd for him, he suffer'd to depart, Shall cause to fade, till ages pass away ;

Like blighted buds; or clouds that mimick'd land And it is named, in memory of the event,

Before the sailor's eye; or diamond drops The Path of Perseverance."

That sparkling deck'd the morning grass ; or aught

“ Thou from whom That was attractive-and hath ceased to be! Man has his strength,” exclaim'd the wanderer, Yet when this prodigal return'd, the rites "0!

Of joyful greeting were on hiin bestow'd, Do Thou direct it to the virtuous grant

Who, by humiliation undeterr'd, The penetrative eye which can perceive

Sought for his weariness a place of rest In this blind world the guiding vein of hope, Within his father's gates. Whence came he?That like this labourer, such may dig their way

clothed Unshaken, unseduced, unterrified;'

In tatter'd garb, from horels where abides Grant to the wise his firmness of resolve!" Necessity, the stationary host “ That prayer were not superfluous," said thc Of vagrant poverty ; from rifted barns priest,

Where no one dwells but the wide staring owl « Amid the noblest relics, proudest dust,

And the owl's prey ; from these bare haunts, to That Westminster, for Britain's glory, holds

which Within the bosom of her awful pile,

He had descended from the proud saloon,
Ambitiously collected. Yet the sigh,

He came, the ghost of beauty and of health,
Which wasts that prayer to heaven, is due to all, The wreck of gayety ! but soon revived
Wherever laid, who living fell below

In strength, in power refitted, he renewd
Their virtue's humbler mark; a sigh of pain His suit to fortune; and she smiled again
If to the opposite extreme they sank.

Upon a fickle ingrate. Thrice he rose,
How would you pity her who yonder rests ; Thrice sank as willingly. For he, whose nerves
Him, farther off ; the pair, who here are laid ; Were used 10 thrill with pleasure, while his voice
But, above all, that mixture of earth's mould Softly accompanied the tuneful harp,
Whom sight of this green hillock to my mind By the nice finger of fair ladies, touch'd
Recalls ! He lived not till his locks were nippid In glittering halls, was able to derive
By seasonable frost of age ; nor died

No less enjoyment from an abject choice.
Before his temples, prematurely forced

Who happier for the moment-who more blithe
To mix the manly brown with silver gray, Than this fall’n spirit ? in those dreary holds
Gave obvious instance of the sad effect

His talents lending to exalt the freaks
Produced, when thoughtless folly hath usurp'd Of merry-making beggars,-now, provoked
The natural crown that sage experience wears. To laughter multiplied in louder peals
Gay, volatile, ingenious, quick to learn,

By his malicious wit; then, all enchain’d
And prompt to exhibit all that he possess'd With mute astonishment, themselves to see
Or could perform ! a zealous actor-hired

In their own arts outdone, their fame eclipsed,
Into the troop of mirth, a soldier-sworn

As by the very presence of the fiend


Who dictates and inspires illusive feats,

He, with the foremost whose impatience hail'd For knavish purposes ! The city, too,

The Stuart, landing to resume, by force (With shame I speak it,) to her guilty bowers Of arms, the crown which bigotry had lost, Allured him, sunk so low in self-respect

Aroused his clan; and, fighting at their head, As there to linger, there to eat his bread,

With his brave sword endeavour'd to prevent Hired minstrel of voluptuous blandishment;

Culloden's fatal overthrow. Escaped Charming the air with skill of hand or voice, From that disastrous rout, to foreign shores Listen who would, be wrought upon who might, He fled ; and when the lenient hand of time Sincerely wretched hearts, or falsely gay.

Those troubles had appeased, he sought and gain'd, Such the too frequent tenor of his boast

For his obscured condition, an obscure In ears that relish'd the report ;—but all

Retreat, within this nook of English ground. Was from his parents happily conceal'd;

The other, born in Britain's southern tract, Who saw enough for blame and pitying love. Had fix'd his milder loyalty, and placed They also were permitted to receive

His gentler sentiments of love and hate, His last, repentant breath, and closed his eyes, There, where they placed them who in conscience No more to open on that irksome world

prized Where he had long existed in the state

The new succession, as a line of kings
Of a young fowl beneath one mother hatch'd Whose oath had virtue to protect the land
Though from another sprung-—of different kind: Against the dire assaults of papacy
Where he had lived, and could not cease to live And arbitrary rule. But launch thy bark
Distracted in propensity ; content

On the distemper'd flood of public life,
With neither element of good or ill;

And cause for most rare triumph will be thine, And yet in both rejoicing; man unblest;

If, spite of keenest eye and steadiest hand, Of contradictions infinite the slave,

The stream, that bears thee forward, prove not, soon Till his deliverance, when mercy made him Or late, a perilous master. He, who oft, One with himself, and one with them who sleep.”

Under the battlements and stately trees “ 'Tis strange,” observed the solitary, “strange, That round his mansion cast a sober gloom, It seems, and scarcely less than pitiful,

Had moralized on this, and other truths That in a land where charity provides

Of kindred import, pleased and satisfied, For all that can no longer feed themselves,

Was forced to vent his wisdom with a sigh
A man like this should choose to bring his shame Heaved from the heart in fortune's bitterness,
To the parental door ; and with his sighs

When he had crush'd a plentiful estate
Infect the air which he had freely breathed By ruinous contest, to obtain a seat
In happy infancy. He could not pine,

In Britain's senate. Fruitless was the attempt: Through lack of converse, no, he must have found And while the uproar of that desperate strife Abundant exercise for thought and speech,

Continued yet to vibrate on his ear, In his dividual being, self-review'd,

The vanquish'd whig, beneath a borrow'd name, Self-catechized, self-punish'd. Some there are (For the mere sound and echo of his own Who, drawing near their final home, and much Haunted him with sensations of disgust And daily longing that the same were reach'd, That he was glad to lose,) slunk from the world Would rather shun than seek the fellowship To the deep shade of these untravell’d wilds; Of kindred mould. Such haply here are laid ?”

In which the Scottish laird had long possess'd “Yes,” said the priest," the genius of our hills,

An undisturb'd abode. Here, then, they met, Who scems, by these stupendous barriers cast Two doughty champions ; flaming Jacobite Round his domain, desirous not alone

And sullen Hanoverian! You might think To keep his own, but also to exclude

That losses and vexations, less severe All other progeny, doth sometimes lure,

Than those which they had severally sustain'd, E’en by this studied depth of privacy,

Would have inclined each to abate his zeal The unhappy alien hoping to obtain

For his ungrateful cause; no,--I have heard Concealment, or seduced by wish to find,

My reverend father tell that, ’mid the calm In place from outward molestation free,

Of that small town encountering thus, they fillid, Helps to internal ease. Of many such

Daily, its bowling-green with harmless strife; Could I discourse ; but as their stay was brief, Plagued with uncharitable thoughts the church; So their departure only left behind

And vex'd the market-place. But in the breasts Fancies, and loose eonjectures. Other trace Of these opponents gradually was wrought, Survives, for worthy mention, of a pair

With little change of general sentiment, Who, from the pressure of their several fates, Such change towards each other, that their days Meeting as strangers, in a petty town

By choice were spent in constant fellowship; Whose blue roofs ornament a distant reach

And if, at times, they fretted with the yoke, Of this far winding vale, remain'd as friends Those very bickerings made them love it more. True to their choice ; and gave their bones in trust “ A favourite boundary to their lengthen'd walks To this loved cemetery, bere to lodge

This churchyard was. And, whether they had come With unescutcheon'd privacy interr'd

Treading their path in sympathy and link'd
Far from the family vault. A chieftain one In social converse, or by some short space
By right of birth ; within whose spotless breast Discreetly parted to preserve the peace,
The fire of ancient Caledonia burn'da

One spirit seldom fail'd t'extend its sway

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