VII. ACQUITTAL OF THE BISHOPS. A VOICE, from long-expecting thousands sent, With outstretched hands and earnest speech-in vain! Small reverence for the Mitre's offices, VIII. WILLIAM THE THIRD. CALM as an under current-strong to draw Had mortal action e'er a nobler scope? The Hero comes to liberate, not defy; And, while he marches on with righteous hope, Conqueror beloved! expected anxiously! The vacillating Bondman of the Pope Shrinks from the verdict of his steadfast eye. IX. OBLIGATIONS OF CIVIL TO RELIGIOUS LIBERTY. UNGRATEFUL Country, if thou e'er forget Had not thy holy Church her Champions bred, The Star of Liberty to rise. Nor yet (Grave this within thy heart!) if spiritual things What came from Heaven to Heaven by nature clings, X. Down a swift Stream, thus far, a bold design Have we pursued, with livelier stir of heart Than his who sees, borne forward by the Rhine, The living landscapes greet him, and depart; Sees spires fast sinking-up again to start! And strives the towers to number, that recline O'er the dark steeps, or on the horizon line Striding with shattered crests the eye athwart ; So have we hurried on with troubled pleasure: Henceforth, as on the bosom of a stream That slackens, and spreads wide a watery gleam, We, nothing loth a lingering course to measure, May gather up our thoughts, and mark at leisure Features that else had vanished like a dream. XI. WALTON'S BOOK OF LIVES. THERE are no colours in the fairest sky So fair as these. The feather whence the pen In Statesman, Priest, and humble Citizen. Around meek Walton's heavenly memory. |