Unmanly thought! what seasons can controul, What fancied zone can circumscribe the soul, Who, conscious of the source from whence she springs, 75 By reason's light, on resolution's wings, Spite of her frail companion, dauntless goes O'er Libya's deserts and thro' Zembla's snows? Suspends th' inferior laws, that rule our clay : Not but the human fabric from the birth What wonder, if to patient valour train'd 80 85 90 They guard with spirit, what by strength they gain'd? 95 And while their rocky ramparts round they see, The rough abode of want and liberty, (As lawless force from confidence will grow) 105 Or on frail floats to distant cities ride, That rise and glitter o'er the ambient tide. "I find also among these papers a single couplet much too beautiful to be lost, though the place where he meant to introduce it cannot be ascertained." — Mason. When Love could teach a monarch to be wise, VII. ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCH-YARD. 1 THE Curfew tolls 1 the knell of parting day, Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, 5 Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tow'r The mopeing owl does to the moon complain IO Dante. Purgat. 1. 8. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing Morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed, For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. 15 20 Their homely joys, and destiny obscure; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile, The short and simple annals of the poor. 30 (The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Awaits alike th' inevitable hour. 35 The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye Proud, impute to These the fault, 40 Or on frail floats to distant cities ride, That rise and glitter o'er the ambient tide. "I find also among these papers a single couplet much too beautiful to be lost, though the place where he meant to introduce it cannot be ascertained." — Mason. When Love could teach a monarch to be wise, VII. ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCH-YARD. THE Curfew tolls 1 the knell of parting day, Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, 5 Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tow'r The mopeing owl does to the moon complain IO Dante. Purgat. 1. 8. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing Morn, The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed, For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. 15 20 Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, 25 Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke; How jocund did they drive their team afield! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile, The short and simple annals of the poor. (The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, (Awaits alike th' inevitable hour. らしい The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye Proud, impute to These the fault, 30 35 40 |