Poems In Two Volumes, Vol.

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"?ATEAT-. P?EC- W+ITTEA %=+IAG 3 T?=+ IA -"?T<3A%. .. D+ob +o!Fs Gra$eD . DThe solitar! +ea#erD ;. D-te##ing WestwardD 9. DGlen>3lmain, or the Aarrow GlenD 5. DThe Catron of @edborough and her ,usbandD G. DTo a ,ighland GirlD 0. D-onnetD 8. D3ddress to the -ons of Burns after $isiting their )atherFs Gra$e, 3ug. .9th, .84;D /. D'arrow un$isitedD C??%- ?) C' ?WA CIA%. .. DTo a Butterfl!D . ;. 9. 5. DWritten in Carch while resting on the Bridge at the )oot of BrotherFs WaterD G. DThe small "elandineD 0. 8. /. DThe -#arrowFs AestD .4. DGi#siesD ... DTo the "uckooD . . DTo a Butterfl!D .;. T,E B<IA% ,IG,<3A% B?'. DThe Blind ,ighland Bo! The Green <innet To a 'oung <ad!, who had been re#roached for taking long Walks in the "ountr! B! their floating Cill, Hc -tar>gaIers Power of Cusic

To the %ais! To the same )lower Incident, characteristic of a fa$ourite %og, which belonged to a )riend of the 3uthor Tribute to the Cemor! of the same %ogD D-onnet -onnet -onnet -onnet to Thomas "larkson ?nce in a lonel! ,amlet, Hc )oresight, or the "harge of a "hild to his !ounger "om#anion 3 "om#laint I am not ?ne, Hc 'es1 full surel! Ftwas the Echo, Hc To the -#ade of a )riend -ong, at the )east of Brougham "astle <ines, com#osed at Grasmere Elegaic -tanIas ?de AotesD P?EC- DW+ITTEA %=+IAG 3 T?=+D IA -"?T<3A%. D+?B +?'Fs G+3VED. The ,istor! of +ob +o! is sufficientl! knownJ his Gra$e is near the head of <och Betterine, in one of those small Pin>fold>like Burial>grounds, of neglected and desolate a##earance, which the Tra$eller meets with in the ,ighlands of -cotland. 3 famous Can is +obin ,ood, The English Ballad>singerFs jo!1 3nd -cotland has a Thief as good, 3n ?utlaw of as daring mood, -he has her bra$e +?B +?'1 Then clear the weeds from off his Gra$e, 3nd let us chaunt a #assing -ta$e In honour of that ,ero bra$e1 ,ea$en ga$e +ob +o! a dauntless heart, 3nd wondrous length and strength of arm2 Aor cra$ed he more to Euell his )oes, ?r kee# his )riends from harm. 'et was +ob +o! as DwiseD as bra$eJ )orgi$e me if the #hrase be strongJ>> Poet worth! of +ob +o! Cust scorn a timid song. -a!, then, that he was wise as bra$eJ 3s wise in thought as bold in deed2 )or in the #rinci#les of things D,eD sought his moral creed. .4

-aid generous +ob, &What need of BooksK Burn all the -tatutes and their shel$es2 The! stir us u# against our BindJ 3nd worse, against ?ursel$es.& &We ha$e a #assion, make a law, Too false to guide us or controul1 3nd for the law itself we fight In bitterness of soul.& &3nd, #uIIled, blinded thus, we lose %istinctions that are #lain and few2 These find I gra$en on m! heart2 DThatD tells me what to do.& &The "reatures see of flood and field, 3nd those that tra$el on the wind1 With them no strife can lastJ the! li$e In #eace, and #eace of mind.& &)or wh!K>>because the good old +ule -ufficeth them, the sim#le Plan, That the! should take who ha$e the #ower, 3nd the! should kee# who can.& &3 lesson which is Euickl! learnFd, 3 signal this which all can see1 Thus nothing here #ro$okes the -trong To wanton cruelt!.& &3ll freakishness of mind is checkFdJ ,e tamFd, who foolishl! as#iresJ While to the measure of his might Each fashions his desires.& &3ll Binds, and "reatures, stand and fall B! strength of #rowess or of wit2 Tis GodFs a##ointment who must swa!, 3nd who is to submit.& &-ince then,& said +obin, &right is #lain, 3nd longest life is but a da!J To ha$e m! ends, maintain m! rights, IFll take the shortest wa!.& 3nd thus among these rocks he li$Fd, Through summerFs heat and winterFs snow2 The Eagle, he was <ord abo$e, 3nd +ob was <ord below. -o was it>>DwouldD, at least, ha$e been But through untowardness of fate2 )or Polit! was then too strongJ ,e came an age too late, ?r shall we sa! an age too soonK )or, were the bold Can li$ing DnowD, ,ow might he flourish in his #ride, 54

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With buds on e$er! bough1 Then rents and )actors, rights of chace, -heriffs, and <airds and their domains Would all ha$e seemFd but #altr! things, Aot worth a momentFs #ains. +ob +o! had ne$er lingerFd here, To these few meagre Vales confinFdJ But thought how wide the world, the times ,ow fairl! to his mind1 3nd to his -word he would ha$e said, &%o Thou m! so$ereign will enact )rom land to land through half the earth1 @udge thou of law and fact1& &Tis fit that we should do our #artJ Becoming, that mankind should learn That we are not to be sur#assFd In fatherl! concern.& &?f old things all are o$er old, ?f good things none are good enough2>> WeFll shew that we can hel# to frame 3 world of other stuff.& &I, too, will ha$e m! Bings that take )rom me the sign of life and death2 Bingdoms shall shift about, like clouds, ?bedient to m! breath.& 3nd, if the word had been fulfillFd, 3s DmightD ha$e been, then, thought of jo!1 )rance would ha$e had her #resent BoastJ 3nd we our bra$e +ob +o!1 ?h1 sa! not soJ com#are them notJ I would not wrong thee, "ham#ion bra$e1 Would wrong thee no whereJ least of all ,ere standing b! th! Gra$e. )or Thou, although with some wild thoughts, Wild "hieftain of a -a$age "lan1 ,adst this to boast ofJ thou didst lo$e The Dlibert!D of Can. 3nd, had it been th! lot to li$e With us who now behold the light, Thou wouldFst ha$e nobl! stirrFd th!self, 3nd battled for the +ight. )or +obin was the #oor CanFs sta! The #oor manFs heart, the #oor manFs handJ 3nd all the o##ressFd, who wanted strength, ,ad +obinFs to command. Bear witness man! a #ensi$e sigh ?f thoughtful ,erdsman when he stra!s ..4 /4 04

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3lone u#on <och VeolFs ,eights, 3nd b! <och <omondFs Braes1 3nd, far and near, through $ale and hill, 3re faces that attest the sameJ 3nd kindle, like a fire new stirrFd, 3t sound of +?B +?'Fs name.

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. DT,E -?<IT3+' +E3PE+D. Behold her, single in the field, 'on solitar! ,ighland <ass1 +ea#ing and singing b! herselfJ -to# here, or gentl! #ass1 3lone she cuts, and binds the grain, 3nd sings a melanchol! strainJ ? listen1 for the Vale #rofound Is o$erflowing with the sound. Ao Aightingale did e$er chaunt -o sweetl! to re#osing bands ?f Tra$ellers in some shad! haunt, 3mong 3rabian -ands2 Ao sweeter $oice was e$er heard In s#ring>time from the "uckoo>bird, Breaking the silence of the seas 3mong the farthest ,ebrides. Will no one tell me what she singsK Perha#s the #lainti$e numbers flow )or old, unha##!, far>off things, 3nd battles long ago2 ?r is it some more humble la!, )amiliar matter of toda!K -ome natural sorrow, loss, or #ain, That has been, and ma! be again1 WhateFer the theme, the Caiden sung 3s if her song could ha$e no endingJ I saw her singing at her work, 3nd oFer the sickle bendingJ I listenFd till I had m! fillJ 3nd, as I mounted u# the hill, The music in m! heart I bore, <ong after it was heard no more. .4

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;. D-TEPPIAG WE-TW3+%D. While m! )ellow>tra$eller and I were walking b! the side of <och Betterine, one fine e$ening after sun>set, in our road to a ,ut where in the course of our Tour we had

been hos#itabl! entertained some weeks before, we met, in one of the loneliest #arts of that solitar! region, two well dressed Women, one of whom said to us, b! wa! of greeting, &What !ou are ste##ing westwardK& D&What !ou are ste##ing westwardK&>>&'eaD.& >>FTwould be a wildish destin!, If we, who thus together roam In a strange <and, and far from home, Were in this #lace the guests of "hance2 'et who would sto#, or fear to ad$ance, Though home or shelter he had none, With such a -k! to lead him onK The dew! ground was dark and coldJ Behind, all gloom! to beholdJ 3nd ste##ing westward seemFd to be 3 kind of Dhea$enl!D destin!J I liked the greetingJ Ftwas a sound ?f something without #lace or boundJ 3nd seemFd to gi$e me s#iritual right To tra$el through that region bright. The $oice was soft, and she who s#ake Was walking b! her nati$e <ake2 The salutation had to me The $er! sound of courtes!2 ItFs #ower was feltJ and while m! e!e Was fi*ed u#on the glowing sk!, The echo of the $oice enwrought 3 human sweetness with the thought ?f tra$elling through the world that la! Before me in m! endless wa!. .4

9. DG<EA>3<C3IAD, or the A3++?W G<EA In this still #lace, remote from men, -lee#s ?ssian, in the A3++?W G<EAJ In this still #lace, where murmurs on But one meek -treamlet, onl! one2 ,e sang of battles, and the breath ?f storm! war, and $iolent deathJ 3nd should, methinks, when all was #ast, ,a$e rightfull! been laid at last Where rocks were sudel! hea#Fd, and rent 3s b! a s#irit turbulentJ .4 Where sights were rough, and sounds were wild, 3nd e$er! thing unreconciledJ In some com#laining, dim retreat, )or fear and melanchol! meetJ But this is calmJ there cannot be 3 more entire tranEuillit!.

%oes then the Bard slee# here indeedK ?r is it but a groundless creedK What matters itK I blame them not Whose )anc! in this lonel! -#ot Was mo$edJ and in this wa! e*#ressFd Their notion of itFs #erfect rest. 3 "on$ent, e$en a hermitFs "ell Would break the silence of this %ell2 It is not Euiet, is not easeJ But something dee#er far than these2 The se#aration that is here Is of the gra$eJ and of austere 3nd ha##! feelings of the dead2 3nd, therefore, was it rightl! said That ?ssian, last of all his race1 <ies buried in this lonel! #lace.

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5. DT,E C3T+?A ?) @E%B?+?=G, 3A% ,E+ ,=-B3A%D. 3t @edborough we went into #ri$ate <odgings for a few da!sJ and the following Verses were called forth b! the character, and domestic situation, of our ,ostess. 3ge1 twine th! brows with fresh s#ring flowers1 3nd call a train of laughing ,oursJ 3nd bid them dance, and bid them singJ 3nd Thou, too, mingle in the +ing1 Take to th! heart a new delightJ If not, make merr! in des#ite1 )or there is one who scorns th! #ower. >>But dance1 for under @edborough Tower There li$eth in the #rime of glee, 3 Woman, whose !ears are se$ent!>three, 3nd -he will dance and sing with thee1 Aa!1 start not at that )igure>>there1 ,im who is rooted to his chair1 <ook at him>>look again1 for ,e ,ath long been of th! )amil!. With legs that mo$e not, if the! can, 3nd useless arms, a Trunk of Can, ,e sits, and with a $acant e!eJ 3 -ight to make a -tranger sigh1 %eaf, droo#ing, that is now his doom2 ,is world is in this single room2 Is this a #lace for mirth and cheerK "an merr!>making enter hereK The jo!ous Woman is the Cate ?f ,im in that forlorn estate1 ,e breathes a subterraneous dam#, But bright as Ves#er shines her lam#2 ,e is as mute as @edborough TowerJ -he jocund as it was of !ore,

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With all itFs bra$er! onJ in times, When, all ali$e with merr! chimes, =#on a sun>bright morn of Ca!, It rouIFd the Vale to ,olida!. I #raise thee, Catron1 and th! due Is #raiseJ heroic #raise, and true1 With admiration I behold Th! gladness unsubdued and bold2 Th! looks, th! gestures, all #resent The #icture of a life well>s#ent2 This do I seeJ and something moreJ 3 strength unthought of heretofore1 %elighted am I for th! sakeJ 3nd !et a higher jo! #artake. ?ur ,uman>nature throws awa! ItFs second Twilight, and looks ga!2 3 <and of #romise and of #ride =nfolding, wide as life is wide. 3h1 see her hel#less "harge1 enclosFd Within himself, as seemsJ com#osFdJ To fear of loss, and ho#e of gain, The strife of ha##iness and #ain, =tterl! dead1 !et, in the guise ?f little Infants, when their e!es Begin to follow to and fro The #ersons that before them go, ,e tracks her motions, Euick or slow. ,er buo!ant -#irit can #re$ail Where common cheerfulness would fail2 -he strikes u#on him with the heat ?f @ul! -unsJ he feels it sweetJ 3n animal delight though dim1 FTis all that now remains for him1 I lookFd, I scannFd her oFer and oFerJ The more I lookFd I wonderFd more2 When suddenl! I seemFd to es#! 3 trouble in her strong black e!eJ 3 remnant of uneas! light, 3 flash of something o$er>bright1 3nd soon she made this matter #lainJ 3nd told me, in a thoughtful strain, That she had borne a hea$! !oke, Been stricken b! a twofold strokeJ Ill health of bod!J and had #inFd Beneath worse ailments of the mind. -o be it1 but let #raise ascend To ,im who is our <ord and )riend1 Who from disease and suffering ,ath callFd for thee a second -#ringJ +e#aid thee for that sore distress B! no untimel! jo!ousnessJ Which makes of thine a blissful stateJ 3nd cheers th! melanchol! Cate1

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G. DT? 3 ,IG,<3A% GI+<D. L3t In$ersne!de, u#on <och <omond.M -weet ,ighland Girl, a $er! shower ?f beaut! is th! earthl! dower1 Twice se$en consenting !ears ha$e shed Their utmost bount! on th! head2 3nd these gra! +ocksJ this household <awnJ These Trees, a $eil just half withdrawnJ This fall of water, that doth make 3 murmur near the silent <akeJ This little Ba!, a Euiet +oad That holds in shelter th! 3bodeJ In truth together !e do seem <ike something fashionFd in a dreamJ -uch )orms as from their co$ert #ee# When earthl! cares are laid aslee#1 'et, dream and $ision as thou art, I bless thee with a human heart2 God shield thee to th! latest !ears1 I neither know thee nor th! #eersJ 3nd !et m! e!es are fillFd with tears. With earnest feeling I shall #ra! )or thee when I am far awa!2 )or ne$er saw I mien, or face, In which more #lainl! I could trace Benignit! and home>bred sense +i#ening in #erfect innocence. ,ere, scatterFd like a random seed, +emote from men, Thou dost not need The embarrassFd look of sh! distress, 3nd maidenl! shamefacedness2 Thou wearFst u#on th! forehead clear The freedom of a Countaineer. 3 face with gladness o$ers#read1 -weet looks, b! human kindness bred1 3nd seemliness com#lete, that swa!s Th! courtesies, about thee #la!sJ With no restraint, but such as s#rings )rom Euick and eager $isitings ?f thoughts, that lie be!ond the reach ?f th! few words of English s#eech2 3 bondage sweetl! brookFd, a strife That gi$es th! gestures grace and life1 -o ha$e I, not unmo$Fd in mind, -een birds of tem#est>lo$ing kind, Thus beating u# against the wind. What hand but would a garland cull )or thee who art so beautifulK ? ha##! #leasure1 here to dwell 4

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Beside thee in some heath! dellJ 3do#t !our homel! wa!s and dress, 3 -he#herd, thou a -he#herdess1 But I could frame a wish for thee Core like a gra$e realit!2 Thou art to me but as a wa$e ?f the wild seaJ and I would ha$e -ome claim u#on thee, if I could, Though but of common neighbourhood. What jo! to hear thee, and to see1 Th! elder Brother I would be, Th! )ather, an! thing to thee1 Aow thanks to ,ea$en1 that of its grace ,ath led me to this lonel! #lace. @o! ha$e I hadJ and going hence I bear awa! m! recom#ence. In s#ots like these it is we #riIe ?ur Cemor!, feel that she hath e!es2 Then, wh! should I be loth to stirK I feel this #lace was made for herJ To gi$e new #leasure like the #ast, "ontinued long as life shall last. Aor am I loth, though #leased at heart, -weet ,ighland Girl1 from Thee to #artJ )or I, methinks, till I grow old, 3s fair before me shall behold, 3s I do now, the "abin small, The <ake, the Ba!, the WaterfallJ 3nd Thee, the -#irit of them all1

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0. D-?AAETD. L"om#osed at >>>> "astle.M %egenerate %ouglas1 oh, the unworth! <ord1 Whom mere des#ite of heart could so far #lease, 3nd lo$e of ha$oc Lfor with such disease )ame ta*es himM that he could send forth word To le$el with the dust a noble horde, 3 brotherhood of $enerable Trees, <ea$ing an ancient %ome, and Towers like these, Beggared and outraged1>>Can! hearts de#lorFd The fate of those old TreesJ and oft with #ain The Tra$eller, at this da!, will sto# and gaIe ?n wrongs, which Aature scarcel! seems to heed2 )or shelterFd #laces, bosoms, nooks and ba!s, 3nd the #ure mountains, and the gentle Tweed, 3nd the green silent #astures, !et remain.

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'e now are #anting u# lifeFs hill1 FTis twilight time of good and ill, 3nd more than common strength and skill Cust !e dis#la! If !e would gi$e the better will Its lawful swa!. -trong bodied if !e be to bear Intem#erance with less harm, beware1 But if !our )atherFs wit !e share, Then, then indeed, 'e -ons of Burns1 for watchful care There will be need. )or honest men delight will take To shew !ou fa$or for his sake, Will flatter !ouJ and )ool and +ake 'our ste#s #ursue2 3nd of !our )atherFs name will make 3 snare for !ou. <et no mean ho#e !our souls ensla$eJ Be inde#endent, generous, bra$e1 'our )ather such e*am#le ga$e, 3nd such re$ere1 But be admonishFd b! his Gra$e, 3nd think, and fear1 4

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/. D'3++?W =AVI-ITE%D. L-ee the $arious Poems the scene of which is laid u#on the Banks of the 'arrowJ in #articular, the e*Euisite Ballad of ,amilton, beginning2 &Busk !e, busk !e m! bonn!, bonn! Bride, Busk !e, busk !e m! winsome Carrow1&>>M )rom -tirling "astle we had seen The maI! )orth unra$ellFdJ ,ad trod the banks of "l!de, and Ta!, 3nd with the Tweed had tra$ellFdJ 3nd, when we came to "lo$enford, Then said m! FDwinsome CarrowDF, &WhateFer betide, weFll turn aside, 3nd see the Braes of 'arrow.& &<et 'arrow )olk, DfraeD -elkirk Town, Who ha$e been bu!ing, selling, Go back to 'arrow, Ftis their own, Each Caiden to her %welling1 ?n 'arrowFs Banks let herons feed, ,ares couch, and rabbits burrow1 But we will downwards with the Tweed, .4

Aor turn aside to 'arrow.& &ThereFs Galla Water, <eader ,aughs, Both l!ing right before usJ 3nd %r!borough, where with chiming Tweed The <intwhites sing in chorusJ ThereFs #leasant Ti$iot %ale, a land Cade blithe with #lough and harrowJ Wh! throw awa! a needful da! To go in search of 'arrowK&

&WhatFs 'arrow but a +i$er bare That glides the dark hills underK There are a thousand such elsewhere 3s worth! of !our wonder.& >>-trange words the! seemFd of slight and scornJ C! True>lo$e sighFd for sorrowJ ;4 3nd lookFd me in the face, to think I thus could s#eak of 'arrow1 &?h1 green,& said I, &are 'arrowFs ,olms, 3nd sweet is 'arrow flowing1 )air hangs the a##le frae the rock 6.:, But we will lea$e it growing. ?Fer hill! #ath, and o#en -trath, WeFll wander -cotland thoroughJ But, though so near, we will not turn Into the %ale of 'arrow.&

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. The -un has long been set2 The -tars are out b! twos and threesJ The little Birds are #i#ing !et 3mong the bushes and treesJ ThereFs a "uckoo, and one or two thrushesJ 3nd a noise of wind that rushes, With a noise of water that gushesJ 3nd the "uckooFs so$ereign cr! )ills all the hollow of the sk!1 Who would go &#arading& In <ondon, and &masEuerading,& ?n such a night of @uneK With that beautiful soft half>moon, 3nd all these innocent blisses, ?n such a night as this is1 .4

;. ? Aightingale1 thou surel! art 3 "reature of a fier! heart>> These notes of thine the! #ierce, and #ierceJ Tumultuous harmon! and fierce1 Thou singFst as if the God of wine ,ad hel#Fd thee to a ValentineJ 3 song in mocker! and des#ite ?f shades, and dews, and silent Aight, 3nd stead! bliss, and all the <o$es Aow slee#ing in these #eaceful gro$es1 I heard a -tockdo$e sing or sa! ,is homel! tale, this $er! da!. ,is $oice was buried among trees, 'et to be come at b! the breeIe2 ,e did not ceaseJ but cooFd>>and cooFdJ 3nd somewhat #ensi$el! he wooFd2 ,e sang of lo$e with Euiet blending, -low to begin, and ne$er endingJ ?f serious faith, and inward gleeJ That was the -ong, the -ong for me1

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9. C! heart lea#s u# when I behold 3 +ainbow in the sk!2 -o was it when m! life beganJ -o is it now I am a CanJ -o be it when I shall grow old, ?r let me die1 The "hild is )ather of the CanJ 3nd I could wish m! da!s to be Bound each to each b! natural #iet!.

5. DW+ITTEA IA C3+",D, While resting on the Bridge at the )oot of BrotherFs Water. The cook is crowing, The stream is flowing, The small birds twitter, The lake doth glitter, The green field slee#s in the sunJ The oldest and !oungest 3re at work with the strongestJ The cattle are graIing,

Their heads ne$er raisingJ There are fort! feeding like one1 <ike an arm! defeated The -now hath retreated, 3nd now doth fare ill ?n the to# of the bare hillJ The Plough>bo! is whoo#ing>>anon>>anon2 ThereFs jo! in the mountainsJ ThereFs life in the fountainsJ -mall clouds are sailing, Blue sk! #re$ailingJ The rain is o$er and gone1

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I wandered lonel! as a "loud That floats on high oFer Vales and ,ills, When all at once I saw a crowd 3 host of dancing %affodillsJ 3long the <ake, beneath the trees, Ten thousand dancing in the breeIe. The wa$es beside them danced, but the! ?utdid the s#arkling wa$es in glee2>> 3 Poet could not but be ga! In such a laughing com#an!2 I gaIFd>>and gaIFd>>but little thought What wealth the shew to me had brought2 )or oft when on m! couch I lie In $acant or in #ensi$e mood, The! flash u#on that inward e!e Which is the bliss of solitude, 3nd then m! heart with #leasure fills, 3nd dances with the %affodils.

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8. Who fancied what a #rett! sight This +ock would be if edged around With li$ing -nowdro#sK circlet bright1 ,ow glorious to this ?rchard ground1 Who lo$ed the little +ock, and set =#on its ,ead this "oronetK Was it the humour of a "hildK ?r rather of some lo$e>sick Caid, Whose brows, the da! that she was st!led The -he#herd Nueen, were thus arra!edK ?f Can mature, or Catron sageK ?r old Can to!ing with his ageK I askFd>>Ftwas whis#erFd, The de$ice To each or all might well belong. It is the -#irit of Paradise That #rom#ts such work, a -#irit strong, That gi$es to all the self>same bent Where life is wise and innocent.

/. DT,E -P3++?WF- AE-TD. <ook, fi$e blue eggs are gleaming there1 )ew $isions ha$e I seen more fair, Aor man! #ros#ects of delight

Core #leasing than that sim#le sight1 I started seeming to es#! The home and shelterFd bed, The -#arrowFs dwelling, which, hard b! C! )atherFs ,ouse, in wet or dr!, C! -ister Emmeline and I Together $isited. -he lookFd at it as if she fearFd itJ -till wishing, dreading to be near it2 -uch heart was in her, being then 3 little Prattler among men. The Blessing of m! later !ears Was with me when a Bo!J -he ga$e me e!es, she ga$e me earsJ 3nd humble cares, and delicate fearsJ 3 heart, the fountain of sweet tearsJ 3nd lo$e, and thought, and jo!.

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.4. DGIP-IE-D. 'et are the! hereK>>the same unbroken knot ?f human Beings, in the self>same s#ot1 Cen, Women, "hildren, !ea the frame ?f the whole -#ectacle the same1 ?nl! their fire seems bolder, !ielding light2 Aow dee# and red, the colouring of nightJ That on their Gi#s!>faces falls, Their bed of straw and blanket>walls. >>Twel$e hours, twel$e bounteous hours, are gone while I ,a$e been a Tra$eller under o#en sk!, .4 Cuch witnessing of change and chear, 'et as I left I find them here1 The wear! -un betook himself to rest. >>Then issued Ves#er from the fulgent West, ?utshining like a $isible God The glorious #ath in which he trod. 3nd now, ascending, after one dark hour, 3nd one nightFs diminution of her #ower, Behold the might! Coon1 this wa! -he looks as if at them>>but the! +egard not her2>>oh better wrong and strife, Better $ain deeds or e$il than such life1 The silent ,ea$ens ha$e goings onJ The stars ha$e tasks>>but these ha$e none.

... DT? T,E "="B??D. ? blithe Aew>comer1 I ha$e heard,

I hear thee and rejoice2 ? "uckoo1 shall I call thee Bird, ?r but a wandering VoiceK While I am l!ing on the grass, I hear th! restless shout2 )rom hill to hill it seems to #ass, 3bout, and all about1 To me, no Babbler with a tale ?f sunshine and of flowers, Thou tellest, "uckoo1 in the $ale ?f $isionar! hours. Thrice welcome, %arling of the -#ring1 E$en !et thou art to me Ao BirdJ but an in$isible Thing, 3 $oice, a m!ster!. The same whom in m! -chool>bo! da!s I listenFd toJ that "r! Which made me look a thousand wa!sJ In bush, and tree, and sk!. To seek thee did I often ro$e Through woods and on the greenJ 3nd thou wert still a ho#e, a lo$eJ -till longFd for, ne$er seen1 3nd I can listen to thee !etJ "an lie u#on the #lain. 3nd listen, till I do beget That golden time again. ? blessed Bird1 the earth we #ace 3gain a##ears to be 3n unsubstantial, faer! #laceJ That is fit home for Thee1 ;4 .4

. . DT? 3 B=TTE+)<'D. IF$e watchFd !ou now a full half hour, -elf>#oisFd u#on that !ellow flowerJ 3nd, little Butterfl!1 indeed I know not if !ou slee#, or feed. ,ow motionless1 not froIen seas Core motionless1 and then What jo! awaits !ou, when the breeIe ,ath found !ou out among the trees, 3nd calls !ou forth again1 This #lot of ?rchard>ground is oursJ C! trees the! are, m! -isterFs flowersJ -to# here whene$er !ou are wear!, .4

3nd rest as in a sanctuar!1 "ome often to us, fear no wrongJ -it near us on the bough1 WeFll talk of sunshine and of songJ 3nd summer da!s, when we were !oung, -weet childish da!s, that were as long 3s twent! da!s are now1

.;. It is no -#irit who from ,ea$en hath flown, 3nd is descending on his embass!J Aor Tra$eller gone from Earth the ,ea$ens to es#!1 FTis ,es#erus>>there he stands with glittering crown, )irst admonition that the sun is down1 )or !et it is broad da!>light2 clouds #ass b!J 3 few are near him still>>and now the sk!, ,e hath it to himself>>Ftis all his own. ? most ambitious -tar1 an inEuest wrought Within me when I recognised th! lightJ 3 moment I was startled at the sight2 3nd, while I gaIed, there came to me a thought That I might ste# be!ond m! natural race 3s thou seemFst now to doJ might one da! trace -ome ground not mineJ and, strong her strength abo$e, C! -oul, an 3##arition in the #lace, Tread there, with ste#s that no one shall re#ro$e1

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DT,E B<IA% ,IG,<3A% B?'D. L3 Tale told b! the )ire>side.M Aow we are tired of boisterous jo!, WeF$e rom#Fd enough, m! little Bo!1 @ane hangs her head u#on m! breast, 3nd !ou shall bring !our -tool and rest, This corner is !our own. There1 take !our seat, and let me see That !ou can listen Euietl!J 3nd as I #romised I will tell That strange ad$enture which befel 3 #oor blind ,ighland Bo!. 3 D,ighlandD Bo!1>>wh! call him soK

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Because, m! %arlings, !e must know, In land where man! a mountain towers, )ar higher hills than these of ours1 ,e from his birth had li$Fd. ,e neFer had seen one earthl! sightJ The sun, the da!J the stars, the nightJ ?r tree, or butterfl!, or flower, ?r fish in stream, or bird in bower, ?r woman, man, or child. 3nd !et he neither droo#ed nor #ined, Aor had a melanchol! mindJ )or God took #it! on the Bo!, 3nd was his friendJ and ga$e him jo! ?f which we nothing know. ,is Cother, too, no doubt, abo$e ,er other "hildren him did lo$e2 )or, was she here, or was she there, -he thought of him with constant care, 3nd more than CotherFs lo$e. 3nd #roud she was of heart, when clad In crimson stockings, tartan #laid, 3nd bonnet with a feather ga!, To Birk he on the sabbath da! Went hand in hand with her. 3 %og, too, had heJ not for need, But one to #la! with and to feedJ Which would ha$e led him, if bereft ?f com#an! or friends, and left Without a better guide. 3nd then the bag#i#es he could blowJ 3nd thus from house to house would go, 3nd all were #leasFd to hear and seeJ )or none made sweeter melod! Than did the #oor blind Bo!. 'et he had man! a restless dreamJ Both when he heard the Eagles scream, 3nd when he heard the torrents roar, 3nd heard the water beat the shore Aear which their "ottage stood. Beside a lake their "ottage stood, Aot small like ours, a #eaceful floodJ But one of might! siIe, and strangeJ That, rough or smooth, is full of change, 3nd stirring in its bed. )or to this <ake, b! night and da!, The great -ea>water finds its wa! Through long, long windings of the hillsJ 3nd drinks u# all the #rett! rills 3nd ri$ers large and strong2

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Then hurries back the road it came>> +eturns, on errand still the sameJ This did it when the earth was newJ 3nd this for e$ermore will do, 3s long as earth shall last. 3nd, with the coming of the Tide, "ome Boats and -hi#s, that sweetl! ride, Between the woods and loft! rocksJ 3nd to the -he#herds with their )locks Bring tales of distant <ands. 3nd of those tales, whateFer the! were, The blind Bo! alwa!s had his shareJ Whether of might! Towns, or Vales With warmer suns and softer gales, ?r wonders of the %ee#. 'et more it #leased him, more it stirrFd, When from the water>side he heard The shouting, and the joll! cheers, The bustle of the mariners In stillness or in storm. But what do his desires a$ailK )or ,e must ne$er handle sailJ Aor mount the mast, nor row, nor float In -ailorFs shi# or )isherFs boat =#on the rocking wa$es. ,is Cother often thought, and said, What sin would be u#on her head If she should suffer this2 &C! -on, WhateFer !ou do, lea$e this undoneJ The danger is so great.& Thus li$ed he b! <och <e$inFs side -till sounding with the sounding tide, 3nd heard the billows lea# and dance, Without a shadow of mischance, Till he was ten !ears old. When one da! Land now mark me well, 'ou soon shall know how this befelM ,eFs in a $essel of his own, ?n the swift water hurr!ing down Towards the might! -ea. In such a $essel neFer before %id human "reature lea$e the shore2 If this or that wa! he should stir, Woe to the #oor blind Cariner1 )or death will be his doom. -trong is the currentJ but be mild, 'e wa$es, and s#are the hel#less "hild1 If !e in anger fret or chafe, 3 Bee>hi$e would be shi# as safe 3s that in which he sails.

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But sa!, what was itK Thought of fear1 Well ma! !e tremble when !e hear1 >>3 ,ousehold Tub, like one of those Which women use to wash their clothes, This carried the blind Bo!. "lose to the water he had found This Vessel, #ushFd it from dr! ground, Went into itJ and, without dread, )ollowing the fancies in his head, ,e #addled u# and down. 3 while he stood u#on his feetJ ,e felt the motion>>took his seatJ 3nd dallied thus, till from the shore The tide retreating more and more ,ad suckFd, and suckFd him in. 3nd there he is in face of ,ea$en1 ,ow ra#idl! the "hild is dri$en1 The fourth #art of a mile I ween ,e thus had gone, ere he was seen B! an! human e!e. But when he was first seen, oh me1 What shrieking and what miser!1 )or man! sawJ among the rest ,is Cother, she who lo$ed him best, -he saw her #oor blind Bo!. But for the "hild, the sightless Bo!, It is the trium#h of his jo!1 The bra$est Tra$eller in balloon, Counting as if to reach the moon, Was ne$er half so blessFd. 3nd let him, let him go his wa!, 3lone, and innocent, and ga!1 )or, if good 3ngels lo$e to wait ?n the forlorn unfortunate, This "hild will take no harm. But now the #assionate lament, Which from the crowd on shore was sent, The cries which broke from old and !oung In Gaelic, or the English tongue, 3re stifled>>all is still. .54 3nd Euickl! with a silent crew 3 Boat is read! to #ursueJ 3nd from the shore their course the! take, 3nd swiftl! down the running <ake The! follow the blind Bo!. With sound the least that can be made The! follow, more and more afraid, Core cautious as the! draw more nearJ But in his darkness he can hear,

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-o all his dreams, that inward light With which his soul had shone so bright, 3ll $anishFdJ>>Ftwas a heartfelt cross To him, a hea$!, bitter loss, 3s he had e$er known. But hark1 a gratulating $oice With which the $er! hills rejoice2 FTis from the crowd, who tremblingl! ,ad watchFd the e$ent, and now can see That he is safe at last. .84 3nd then, when he was brought to land, )ull sure the! were a ha##! band, Which gathering round did on the banks ?f that great Water gi$e God thanks, 3nd welcomFd the #oor "hild. 3nd in the general jo! of heart The blind Bo!Fs little %og took #artJ ,e lea#t about, and oft did kiss ,is masterFs hands in sign of bliss, With sound like lamentation. But most of all, his Cother dear, -he who had fainted with her fear, +ejoiced when waking she es#ies The "hildJ when she can trust her e!es, 3nd touches the blind Bo!. -he led him home, and we#t amain, When he was in the house again2 Tears flowFd in torrents from her e!es, -he could not blame him, or chastise2 -he was too ha##! far. Thus, after he had fondl! bra$ed The #erilous %ee#, the Bo! was sa$edJ 3nd, though his fancies had been wild, 'et he was #leased, and reconciled To li$e in #eace on shore.

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DT,E G+EEA <IAAETD. The Ca! is come again2>>how sweet To sit u#on m! ?rchard>seat1 3nd Birds and )lowers once more to greet, C! last !earFs )riends together2 C! thoughts the! all b! turns em#lo!J 3 whis#ering <eaf is now m! jo!, 3nd then a Bird will be the to! That doth m! fanc! tether. ?ne ha$e I markFd, the ha##iest Guest In all this co$ert of the blest2 ,ail to Thee, far abo$e the rest In jo! of $oice and #inion, Thou, <innet1 in th! green arra!, Presiding -#irit here to>da!, %ost lead the re$els of the Ca!, 3nd this is th! dominion. While Birds, and Butterflies, and )lowers Cake all one Band of Paramours, Thou, ranging u# and down the bowers, 3rt sole in th! em#lo!mentJ 3 <ife, a Presence like the 3ir, -cattering th! gladness without care, Too blessFd with an! one to #air, Th!self th! own enjo!ment. =#on !on tuft of haIel trees, That twinkle to the gust! breeIe, Behold him #erchFd in ecstasies, 'et seeming still to ho$erJ There1 where the flutter of his wings =#on his back and bod! flings -hadows and sunn! glimmerings, That co$er him all o$er. While thus before m! e!es he gleams, 3 Brother of the <ea$es he seemsJ When in a moment forth he teems ,is little song in gushes2 3s if it #leasFd him to disdain 3nd mock the )orm which he did feign, While he was dancing with the train ?f <ea$es among the bushes. .4

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DT? 3 '?=AG <3%'D, Who had been re#roached for taking long Walks in the "ountr!. %ear "hild of Aature, let them rail1

>>There is a nest in a green dale, 3 harbour and a hold, Where thou a Wife and )riend, shalt see Th! own delightful da!s, and be 3 light to !oung and old. There, health! as a -he#herd>bo!, 3s if th! heritage were jo!, 3nd #leasure were th! trade, Thou, while th! Babes around thee cling, -halt shew us how di$ine a thing 3 Woman ma! be made. Th! thoughts and feelings shall not die, Aor lea$e thee, when gre! hairs are nigh, 3 melanchol! sla$e But an old age, ali$e and bright, 3nd lo$el! as a <a#land night, -hall lead thee to th! gra$e. &>>DPleasure is s#read through the earth In stra! gifts to be claimFd b! whoe$er shall findD.&

B! their floating Cill, Which lies dead and still, Behold !on Prisoners three1 The Ciller with two %ames, on the breast of the ThamesJ The Platform is small, but thereFs room for them allJ 3nd the!Fre dancing merril!. )rom the shore come the notes To their Cill where it floats, To their ,ouse and their Cill tetherFd fastJ To the small wooden isle where their work to beguile The! from morning to e$en take whate$er is gi$enJ>> 3nd man! a blithe da! the! ha$e #ast. In sight of the -#ires 3ll ali$e with the fires ?f the -un going down to his rest, In the broad o#en e!e of the solitar! sk!, The! dance,>>there are three, as jocund as free, While the! dance on the calm ri$erFs breast. Can and Caidens wheel, The! themsel$es make the +eel, 3nd their CusicFs a #re! which the! seiIeJ It #la!s not for them,>>what matter1 Ftis theirFsJ 3nd if the! had care it has scattered their cares, While the! dance, cr!ing, &<ong as !e #lease1& The! dance not for me, 'et mine is their glee1 Thus #leasure is s#read through the earth 4

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The -howers of the -#ring +ouIe the Birds and the! singJ If the Wind do but stir for his #ro#er delight, Each <eaf, that and this, his neighbour will kiss, Each Wa$e, one and tFother, s#eeds after his BrotherJ The! are ha##!, for that is their right1

D-T3+ G3OE+-D. What crowd is thisK what ha$e we here1 we must not #ass it b!J 3 Telesco#e u#on its frame, and #ointed to the sk!2 <ong is it as a BarberFs Poll, or Cast of little Boat, -ome little Pleasure>-kiff, that doth on ThamesFs waters float. The -how>man chuses well his #lace, Ftis <eicesterFs bus! -EuareJ 3nd heFs as ha##! in his night, for the hea$ens are blue and fairJ "alm, though im#atient is the "rowdJ Each is read! with the fee, 3nd en$ies him thatFs looking>>what an insight must it be1 'et, -how>man, where can lie the causeK -hall th! Im#lement ha$e blame, 3 Boaster, that when he is tried, fails, and is #ut to shameK .4 ?r is it good as others are, and be their e!es in faultK Their e!es, or mindsK or, finall!, is this res#lendent VaultK Is nothing of that radiant #om# so good as we ha$e hereK ?r gi$es a thing but small delight that ne$er can be dearK The sil$er Coon with all her Vales, and ,ills of mightiest fame, %o the! betra! us when the!Fre seenK and are the! but a nameK ?r is it rather that "onceit ra#acious is and strong, 3nd bount! ne$er !ields so much but it seems to do her wrongK ?r is it, that when human -ouls a journe! long ha$e had, 3nd are returned into themsel$es, the! cannot but be sadK ?r must we be constrainFd to think that these -#ectators rude, Poor in estate, of manners base, men of the multitude, ,a$e souls which ne$er !et ha$e risFn, and therefore #rostrate lieK Ao, no, this cannot be>>Cen thirst for #ower and majest!1 %oes, then, a dee# and earnest thought the blissful mind em#lo! ?f him who gaIes, or has gaIedK a gra$e and stead! jo!, That doth reject all shew of #ride, admits no outward sign, Because not of this nois! world, but silent and di$ine1 Whate$er be the cause, Ftis sure that the! who #r! H #ore -eem to meet with little gain, seem less ha##! than before2 ?ne after ?ne the! take their turns, nor ha$e I one es#ied That doth not slackl! go awa!, as if dissatisfied. ;4

DP?WE+ ?) C=-I"D. 3n ?r#heus1 3n ?r#heus1>>!es, )aith ma! grow bold, 3nd take to herself all the wonders of oldJ>> Aear the statel! Pantheon !ouFll meet with the same, In the street that from ?*ford hath borrowed its name. ,is station is thereJ>>and he works on the crowd, ,e swa!s them with harmon! merr! and loudJ ,e fills with his #ower all their hearts to the brim>> Was aught e$er heard like his fiddle and him1 What an eager assembl!1 what an em#ire is this1 The wear! ha$e life and the hungr! ha$e blissJ .4 The mourner is cheared, and the an*ious ha$e restJ 3nd the guilt>burthened -oul is no longer o##rest. 3s the Coon brightens round her the clouds of the night, -o he where he stands is a center of lightJ It gleams on the face, there, of dusk!>faced @ack, 3nd the #ale>$isaged BakerFs, with basket on back. That errand>bound FPrentice was #assing in haste>> What matter1 heFs caught>>and his time runs to waste>> The Aews>man is sto##ed, though he sto#s on the fret, 3nd the half>breathless <am#>lighter heFs in the net1 4 The Porter sits down on the weight which he boreJ The <ass with her barrow wheels hither her storeJ>> If a Thief could be here he might #ilfer at easeJ -he sees the Cusician, Ftis all that she sees1 ,e stands, backFd b! the WallJ>>he abates not his dinJ ,is hat gi$es him $igour, with boons dro##ing in, )rom the ?ld and the 'oung, from the PoorestJ and there1 The one>#ennied Bo! has his #enn! to s#are. ? blest are the ,earers and #roud be the ,and ?f the #leasure it s#reads through so thankful a BandJ ;4 I am glad for him, blind as he is1>>all the while If the! s#eak Ftis to #raise, and the! #raise with a smile. That tall Can, a Giant in bulk and in height, Aot an inch of his bod! is free from delightJ "an he kee# himself still, if he wouldK oh, not he1 The music stirs in him like wind through a tree. ThereFs a "ri##le who leans on his "rutchJ like a Tower That long has leanFd forward, leans hour after hour1>> Cother, whose -#irit in fetters is bound, While she dandles the babe in her arms to the sound. 94 Aow, "oaches and "hariots, roar on like a streamJ

,ere are twent! souls ha##! as -ouls in a dream2 The! are deaf to !our murmurs>>the! care not for !ou, Aor what !e are fl!ing, or what !e #ursue1

DT? T,E %3I-'D. The two following Poems were o$erflowings of the mind in com#osing the one which stands first in the first Volume. With little here to do or see ?f things that in the great world be, -weet %ais!1 oft I talk to thee, )or thou art worth!, Thou unassuming "ommon>#lace ?f Aature, with that homel! face, 3nd !et with something of a grace, Which <o$e makes for thee1

?ft do I sit b! thee at ease, 3nd wea$e a web of similies, <oose t!#es of Things through all degrees, Thoughts of th! raising2 3nd man! a fond and idle name I gi$e to thee, for #raise or blame, 3s is the humour of the game, While I am gaIing. 3 Aun demure of lowl! #ort, ?r s#rightl! Caiden of <o$eFs "ourt, In th! sim#licit! the s#ort ?f all tem#tationsJ 3 Nueen in crown of rubies drest, 3 -tar$eling in a scant! $est, 3re all, as seem to suit thee best, Th! a##ellations. 3 little "!clo#s, with one e!e -taring to threaten and def!, That thought comes ne*t>>and instantl! The freak is o$er, The sha#e will $anish, and behold1 3 sil$er -hield with boss of gold, That s#reads itself, some )aer! bold In fight to co$er. I see thee glittering from afarJ>> 3nd then thou art a #rett! -tar, Aot Euite so fair as man! are In hea$en abo$e thee1 'et, like a star, with glittering crest, -elf>#oised in air thou seemFst to restJ>> Ca! #eace come ne$er to his nest,

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DT? T,E -3CE )<?WE+D. Bright )lower, whose home is e$er! where1 3 Pilgrim bold in AatureFs care, 3nd all the long !ear through the heir ?f jo! or sorrow, Cethinks that there abides in thee -ome concord with humanit!, Gi$en to no other )lower I see The forest thorough1 Is it that Can is soon de#restK 3 thoughtless Thing1 who, once unblest, %oes little on his memor! rest, ?r on his reason, 3nd Thou wouldFst teach him how to find 3 shelter under e$er! wind. 3 ho#e for times that are unkind 3nd e$er! seasonK Thou wanderFst the wide world about, =ncheckFd b! #ride or scru#ulous doubt, With friends to greet thee, or without, 'et #leased and willingJ Ceek, !ielding to the occasionFs call, 3nd all things suffering from all, Th! function a#ostolical In #eace fulfilling. .4

DIA"I%EATD, "haracteristic of a fa$ourite %og, which belonged to a )riend of the 3uthor. ?n his morning rounds the Caster Goes to learn how all things fareJ -earches #asture after #asture, -hee# and "attle e!es with careJ 3nd, for silence or for talk,

,e hath "omrades in his walkJ )our %ogs, each #air of different breed, %istinguished two for scent, and two for s#eed. -ee, a ,are before him started1 >>?ff the! fl! in earnest chaceJ E$er! %og is eager>hearted, 3ll the four are in the race1 3nd the ,are whom the! #ursue ,ath an instinct what to doJ ,er ho#e is near2 no turn she makesJ But, like an arrow, to the +i$er takes. .4

%ee# the +i$er was, and crusted Thinl! b! a one nightFs frostJ But the nimble ,are hath trusted To the ice, and safel! crostJ 4 -he hath crost, and without heed 3ll are following at full s#eed, When, lo1 the ice, so thinl! s#read, Breaks>>and the Gre!hound, %3+T, is o$er head1 Better fate ha$e P+IA"E and -W3<<?W>> -ee them clea$ing to the s#ort1 Cusic has no heart to follow, <ittle Cusic, she sto#s short. -he hath neither wish nor heart. ,erFs is now another #art2 ;4 3 lo$ing "reature she, and bra$e1 3nd doth her best her struggling )riend to sa$e. )rom the brink her #aws she stretches, Ver! hands as !ou would sa!1 3nd afflicting moans she fetches, 3s he breaks the ice awa!. )or herself she hath no fears, ,im alone she sees and hears, Cakes efforts and com#lainingsJ nor gi$es oFer =ntil her )ellow sunk, and rea##earFd no more.

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DT+IB=TE T? T,E CEC?+' ?) T,E -3CE %?GD. <ie here seEuesterFd2>>be this little mound )or e$er thine, and be it hol! ground1 <ie here, without a record of th! worth, Beneath the co$ering of the common earth1 It is not from unwillingness to #raise, ?r want of lo$e, that here no -tone we raiseJ Core thou deser$FstJ but DthisD Can gi$es to Can, Brother to Brother, DthisD is all we can. 'et the! to whom th! $irtues made thee dear -hall find thee through all changes of the !ear2 This ?ak #oints out th! gra$eJ the silent Tree Will gladl! stand a monument of thee.

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I #ra!Fd for thee, and that th! end were #astJ 3nd willingl! ha$e laid thee here at last2 )or thou hadst li$Fd, till e$er! thing that chears In thee had !ielded to the weight of !earsJ E*treme old age had wasted thee awa!, 3nd left thee but a glimmering of the da!J Th! ears were deafJ and feeble were th! knees,>> saw thee stagger in the summer breeIe, 4 Too weak to stand against its s#orti$e breath, 3nd read! for the gentlest stroke of death. It came, and we were gladJ !et tears were shedJ Both Can and Woman we#t when Thou wert deadJ Aot onl! for a thousand thoughts that were, ?ld household thoughts, in which thou hadst th! shareJ But for some #recious boons $ouchsafed to thee, )ound scarcel! an! where in like degree1 )or lo$e, that comes to allJ the hol! sense, Best gift of God, in thee was most intenseJ 3 chain of heart, a feeling of the mind, 3 tender s!m#ath!, which did thee bind Aot onl! to us Cen, but to th! Bind2 'ea, for th! )ellow>brutes in thee we saw The soul of <o$e, <o$eFs intellectual law2>> ,ence, if we we#t, it was not done in shameJ ?ur tears from #assion and from reason came, 3nd, therefore, shalt thou be an honoured name1 ;4

D-?AAETD. 3%C?AITI?A, LIntended more #articularl! for the Perusal of those who ma! ha$e ha##ened to be enamoured of some beautiful Place of +etreat, in the "ountr! of the <akes.M 'es, there is hol! #leasure in thine e!e1 >>The lo$el! "ottage in the guardian nook ,ath stirrFd thee dee#l!J with its own dear brook, Its own small #asture, almost its own sk!1 But co$et not thF 3bode>>oh1 do not sigh, 3s man! do, re#ining while the! look, -ighing a wish to tear from AatureFs Book This blissful leaf, with worst im#iet!. Think what the home would be if it were thine, E$en thine, though few th! wants1>>+oof, window, door, The $er! flowers are sacred to the Poor, The roses to the #orch which the! entwine2 'ea, all, that now enchants thee, from the da! ?n which it should be touchFd, would melt, and melt awa!1

D-?AAETD. ... &Dgi$es to air! nothing 3 local habitation and a nameD.& Though narrow be that ?ld CanFs cares, and near The #oor ?ld Can is greater than he seems2 )or he hath waking em#ire, wide as dreamsJ 3n am#le so$ereignt! of e!e and ear. +ich are his walks with su#ernatural chearJ The region of his inner s#irit teems With $ital sounds, and monitor! gleams ?f high astonishment and #leasing fear. ,e the se$en birds hath seen that ne$er #art, -een the -EVEA W,I-T<E+- in their nightl! rounds, 3nd counted them2 and oftentimes will start>> )or o$erhead are swee#ing G3B+IE<F- ,?=A%-, %oomFd, with their im#ious <ord, the fl!ing ,art To chase for e$er, on aerial grounds.

D-?AAETD. 3 P+?P,E"'. )eb. .840. ,igh deeds, ? Germans, are to come from !ou1 Thus in !our Books the record shall be found, &3 Watchword was #ronounced, a #otent sound, 3+CIAI=-1>>all the #eo#le Euaked like dew -tirrFd b! the breeIe>>the! rose, a Aation, true, True to itself>>the might! German!, -he of the %anube and the Aorthern sea, -he rose,>>and off at once the !oke she threw. 3ll #ower was gi$en her in the dreadful trance>> Those new>born Bings she witherFd like a flame.& >>Woe to them all1 but hea$iest woe and shame To that Ba$arian, who did first ad$ance ,is banner in accursed league with )rance, )irst o#en Traitor to her sacred name1

D-?AAETD, T? T,?C3- "<3+B-?A, ?n the final #assing of the Bill for the 3bolition of the -la$e Trade, Carch, .840. "larkson1 it was an obstinate ,ill to climbJ

,ow toilsome, na! how dire it was, b! Thee Is known,>>b! none, #erha#s, so feelingl!J But Thou, who, starting in th! fer$ent #rime, %idst first lead forth this #ilgrimage sublime, ,ast heard the constant Voice its charge re#eat, Which, out of th! !oung heartFs oracular seat, )irst roused thee.>>? true !oke>fellow of Time With unabating effort, see, the #alm Is won, and b! all Aations shall be worn1 The blood! Writing is for e$er torn, 3nd Thou henceforth shalt ha$e a good CanFs calm, 3 great CanFs ha##inessJ th! Ieal shall find +e#ose at length, firm )riend of human kind1

?nce in a lonel! ,amlet I sojournFd In which a <ad! dri$Fn from )rance did dwellJ The big and lesser griefs, with which she mournFd, In friendshi# she to me would often tell. This <ad!, dwelling u#on English ground, Where she was childless, dail! did re#air To a #oor neighbouring "ottageJ as I found, )or sake of a !oung "hild whose home was there. ?nce did I see her clas# the "hild about, 3nd take it to herselfJ and I, ne*t da!, .4 WishFd in m! nati$e tongue to fashion out -uch things as she unto this "hild might sa!2 3nd thus, from what I knew, had heard, and guessFd, C! song the workings of her heart e*#ressFd. &%ear Babe, thou %aughter of another, ?ne moment let me be th! Cother1 3n InfantFs face and looks are thineJ 3nd sure a CotherFs heart is mine2 Th! own dear CotherFs far awa!, 3t labour in the har$est>field2 Th! little -ister is at #la!J>> What warmth, what comfort would it !ield To m! #oor heart, if Thou wouldst be ?ne little hour a child to me1& &3cross the waters I am come, 3nd I ha$e left a Babe at home2 3 long, long wa! of land and sea1 "ome to me>>IFm no enem!2 I am the same who at th! side -ate !esterda!, and made a nest )or thee, sweet Bab!1>>thou hast tried. Thou knowFst, the #illow of m! breast2 Good, good art thouJ alas1 to me )ar more than I can be to thee.&

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D)?+E-IG,TD. ?r the "harge of a "hild to his !ounger "om#anion. That is work which I am rueing>> %o as "harles and I are doing1 -trawberr!>blossoms, one and all, We must s#are them>>here are man!2 <ook at it>>the )lower is small, -mall and low, though fair as an!2 %o not touch it1 summers two I am older, 3nne, than !ou. Pull the Primrose, -ister 3nne1 Pull as man! as !ou can. >>,ere are %aisies, take !our fillJ Pansies, and the "uckow>flower2 ?f the loft! %affodil Cake !our bed, and make !our bowerJ )ill !our la#, and fill !our bosomJ ?nl! s#are the -trawberr!>blossom1 Primroses, the -#ring ma! lo$e them>> -ummer knows but little of them2 Violets, do what the! will, WitherFd on the ground must lieJ %aisies will be daisies stillJ %aisies the! must li$e and die2 )ill !our la#, and fill !our bosom, ?nl! s#are the -trawberr!>blossom1 .4

D3 "?CP<3IATD. There is a change>>and I am #oorJ 'our <o$e hath been, nor long ago, 3 )ountain at m! fond ,eartFs door, Whose onl! business was to flowJ 3nd flow it didJ not taking heed ?f its own bount!, or m! need. What ha##! moments did I count1 BlessFd was I then all bliss abo$e1

Aow, for this consecrated )ount ?f murmuring, s#arkling, li$ing lo$e, What ha$e IK shall I dare to tellK 3 comfortless, and hidden WE<<. 3 Well of lo$e>>it ma! be dee#>> I trust it is, and ne$er dr!2 What matterK if the Waters slee# In silence and obscurit!. >>-uch change, and at the $er! door ?f m! fond ,eart, hath made me #oor.

I am not ?ne who much or oft delight To season m! fireside with #ersonal talk, 3bout )riends, who li$e within an eas! walk, ?r Aeighbours, dail!, weekl!, in m! sight2 3nd, for m! chance>acEuaintance, <adies bright, -ons, Cothers, Caidens withering on the stalk, These all wear out of me, like )orms, with chalk Painted on rich menFs floors, for one feast>night. Better than such discourse doth silence long, <ong, barren silence, sEuare with m! desireJ To sit without emotion, ho#e, or aim, B! m! half>kitchen m! half>#arlour fire, 3nd listen to the fla##ing of the flame, ?r kettle, whis#ering itFs faint undersong. &'et life,& !ou sa!, &is lifeJ we ha$e seen and see, 3nd with a li$ing #leasure we describeJ 3nd fits of s#rightl! malice do but bribe The languid mind into acti$it!. -ound sense, and lo$e itself, and mirth and glee, 3re fosterFd b! the comment and the gibe.& E$en be it so2 !et still among !our tribe, ?ur dail! worldFs true Worldlings, rank not me1 "hildren are blest, and #owerfulJ their world lies Core justl! balancedJ #artl! at their feet, 3nd #art far from them2>>sweetest melodies 3re those that are b! distance made more sweetJ Whose mind is but the mind of his own e!es ,e is a -la$eJ the meanest we can meet1

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Aor can I not belie$e but that hereb! Great gains are mine2 for thus I li$e remote )rom e$il>s#eakingJ rancour, ne$er sought, "omes to me notJ malignant truth, or lie. ,ence ha$e I genial seasons, hence ha$e I -mooth #assions, smooth discourse, and jo!ous thought2 3nd thus from da! to da! m! little Boat +ocks in its harbour, lodging #eaceabl!. 54 Blessings be with them, and eternal #raise, Who ga$e us nobler lo$es, and nobler cares, The Poets, who on earth ha$e made us ,eirs ?f truth and #ure delight b! hea$enl! la!s1 ?h1 might m! name be numbered among theirs, Then gladl! would I end m! mortal da!s.

'es1 full surel! Ftwas the Echo, -olitar!, clear, #rofound, 3nswering to Thee, shouting "uckoo1 Gi$ing to thee -ound for -ound. Whence the VoiceK from air or earthK This the "uckoo cannot tellJ But a startling sound had birth, 3s the Bird must know full wellJ <ike the $oice through earth and sk! B! the restless "uckoo sentJ <ike her ordinar! cr!, <ike>>but oh how different1 ,ears not also mortal <ifeK ,ear not we, unthinking "reatures1 -la$es of )oll!, <o$e, or -trife, Voices of two different AaturesK ,a$e not We tooK 'es we ha$e 3nswers, and we know not whenceJ Echoes from be!ond the gra$e, +ecogniIFd intelligenceK -uch within oursel$es we hear ?ft>times, ours though sent from farJ <isten, #onder, hold them dearJ )or of God, of God the! are1 .4

DT? T,E -P3%E ?) 3 )+IEA%D, L3A 3G+I"=<T=+I-T.M "om#osed while we were labouring together in his Pleasure>Ground. -#ade1 with which Wilkinson hath tillFd his <ands, 3nd sha#Fd these #leasant walks b! EmontFs side, Thou art a tool of honour in m! handsJ I #ress thee through the !ielding soil with #ride. +are Caster has it been th! lot to knowJ <ong hast Thou ser$Fd a Can to reason trueJ Whose life combines the best of high and low, The toiling man! and the resting fewJ ,ealth, Euiet, meekness, ardour, ho#e secure, 3nd industr! of bod! and of mindJ 3nd elegant enjo!ments, that are #ure 3s Aature isJ too #ure to be refined. ,ere often hast Thou heard the Poet sing In concord with his +i$er murmuring b!J ?r in some silent field, while timid -#ring Is !et uncheerFd b! other minstrels!. Who shall inherit Thee when %eath hath laid <ow in the darksome "ell thine own dear <ordK That Can will ha$e a tro#h!, humble, -#ade1 Core noble than the noblest WarriorFs sword. If he be ?ne that feels, with skill to #art )alse #raise from true, or greater from the less, Thee will he welcome to his hand and heart, Thou monument of #eaceful ha##iness1 With Thee he will not dread a toilsome da!, ,is #owerful -er$ant, his ins#iring Cate1 3nd, when thou art #ast ser$ice, worn awa!, Thee a sur$i$ing soul shall consecrate. ,is thrift th! uselessness will ne$er scornJ 3n D,eir>loomD in his cottage wilt thou be2>> ,igh will he hang thee u#, and will adorn ,is rustic chimne! with the last of Thee1 ;4 .4

D-?AGD, 3T T,E )E3-T ?) B+?=G,3C "3-T<E, =#on the +E-T?+3TI?A ?) <?+% "<I))?+%, the -,EP,E+%, to the Estates and ,onours of his 3ncestors. ,igh in the breathless ,all the Cinstrel sate. 3nd EmontFs murmur mingled with the -ong.>> The words of ancient time I thus translate, 3 festal -train that hath been silent long.

)rom Town to Town, from Tower to Tower, The +ed +ose is a gladsome )lower. ,er thirt! !ears of Winter #astJ The +ed +ose is re$i$ed at lastJ -he lifts her head for endless s#ring, )or e$erlasting blossoming1 Both +oses flourish, +ed and White. In lo$e and sisterl! delight The two that were at strife are blended, 3nd all old sorrows now are ended.>> @o!1 jo! to both1 but most to her Who is the )lower of <ancaster1 Behold her how -he smiles to da! ?n this great throng, this bright arra!1 )air greeting doth she send to all )rom e$er! corner of the ,allJ But, chiefl!, from abo$e the Board Where sits in state our rightful <ord, 3 "lifford to his own restored. The! came with banner, s#ear, and shieldJ 3nd it was #ro$ed in Bosworth>field. Aot long the 3$enger was withstood, Earth hel#Fd him with the cr! of blood2 -t. George was for us, and the might ?f blessed 3ngels crownFd the right. <oud $oice the <and hath utterFd forth, We loudest in the faithful Aorth2 ?ur )ields rejoice, our Countains ring, ?ur -treams #roclaim a welcomingJ ?ur -trong>abodes and "astles see The glor! of their lo!alt!. ,ow glad is -ki#ton at this hour Though she is but a lonel! Tower1 -ilent, deserted of her best, Without an Inmate or a Guest, Bnight, -Euire, or 'eoman, Page, or GroomJ We ha$e them at the )east of BroughFm. ,ow glad Pendragon though the slee# ?f !ears be on her1>>-he shall rea# 3 taste of this great #leasure, $iewing 3s in a dream her own renewing. +ejoiced is Brough, right glad I deem Beside her little humble -treamJ 3nd she that kee#eth watch and ward ,er statelier EdenFs course to guardJ The! both are ha##! at this hour, Though each is but a lonel! Tower2>> But here is #erfect jo! and #ride )or one fair ,ouse b! EmontFs side, This da! distinguished without #eer To see her Caster and to cheerJ ,im, and his <ad! Cother dear. ?h1 it was a time forlorn When the )atherless was born>> Gi$e her wings that she ma! fl!, ?r she sees her Infant die1 .4

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3las1 the fer$ent ,ar#er did not know That for a tranEuil -oul the <a! was framed, Who, long com#ellFd in humble walks to go, Was softened into feeling, soothFd, and tamed. <o$e had he found in huts where #oor Cen lie, ,is dail! Teachers had been Woods and +ills, The silence that is in the starr! sk!, The slee# that is among the lonel! hills. In him the sa$age Virtue of the +ace, +e$enge, and all ferocious thoughts were dead2 Aor did he changeJ but ke#t in loft! #lace The wisdom which ad$ersit! had bred. .04

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D<IAE-D, "om#osed at G+3-CE+E, during a walk, one E$ening, after a storm! da!, the 3uthor ha$ing just read in a Aews#a#er that the dissolution of C+. )?P was hourl! e*#ected. <oud is the Vale1 the Voice is u# With which she s#eaks when storms are gone, 3 might! =nison of streams1 ?f all her Voices, ?ne1 <oud is the ValeJ>>this inland %e#th In #eace is roaring like the -eaJ 'on -tar u#on the mountain>to# Is listening Euietl!. -ad was I, e$Fn to #ain de#ressFd, Im#ortunate and hea$! load1 The "omforter hath found me here, =#on this lonel! roadJ 3nd man! thousands now are sad, Wait the fulfilment of their fearJ )or ,e must die who is their -ta!, Their Glor! disa##ear. 3 Power is #assing from the earth To breathless AatureFs dark ab!ssJ But when the Cight! #ass awa! What is it more than this, That Can, who is from God sent forth, %oth !et again to God returnK>> -uch ebb and flow must e$er be, Then wherefore should we mournK .4

DE<EGI3" -T3AO3-D, -uggested b! a Picture of PEE<E "3-T<E, in a -torm, D#aintedD B' -I+ GE?+GE BE3=C?AT. I was th! Aeighbour once, thou rugged Pile1 )our summer weeks I dwelt in sight of thee2

I saw thee e$er! da!J and all the while Th! )orm was slee#ing on a glass! sea. -o #ure the sk!, so Euiet was the air1 -o like, so $er! like, was da! to da!1 WheneFer I lookFd, th! Image still was thereJ It trembled, but it ne$er #assFd awa!. ,ow #erfect was the calm1 it seemFd no slee#J Ao mood, which season takes awa!, or brings2 I could ha$e fancied that the might! %ee# Was e$en the gentlest of all gentle Things. 3h1 T,EA, if mine had been the PainterFs hand, To e*#ress what then I sawJ and add the gleam, The light that ne$er was, on sea or land, The consecration, and the PoetFs dreamJ I would ha$e #lanted thee, thou hoar! Pile1 3mid a world how different from this1 Beside a sea that could not cease to smileJ ?n tranEuil land, beneath a sk! of bliss2 .4

Thou shouldst ha$e seemFd a treasure>house, a mine ?f #eaceful !earsJ a chronicle of hea$en2>> ?f all the sunbeams that did e$er shine The $er! sweetest had to thee been gi$en. 3 Picture had it been of lasting ease, El!sian Euiet, without toil or strifeJ Ao motion but the mo$ing tide, a breeIe, ?r merel! silent AatureFs breathing life. -uch, in the fond delusion of m! heart, -uch Picture would I at that time ha$e made2 3nd seen the soul of truth in e$er! #artJ 3 faith, a trust, that could not be betra!Fd. -o once it would ha$e been,>>Ftis so no moreJ I ha$e submitted to a new controul2 3 #ower is gone, which nothing can restoreJ 3 dee# distress hath humaniIFd m! -oul. Aot for a moment could I now behold 3 smiling sea and be what I ha$e been2 The feeling of m! loss will neFer be oldJ This, which I know, I s#eak with mind serene. ;4

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Then, Beaumont, )riend1 who would ha$e been the )riend, If he had li$ed, of ,im whom I de#lore, This Work of thine I blame not, but commendJ This sea in anger, and that dismal shore. ?h Ftis a #assionate Work1>>!et wise and wellJ Well chosen is the s#irit that is hereJ That ,ulk which labours in the deadl! swell, This rueful sk!, this #ageantr! of fear1 3nd this huge "astle, standing here sublime,

I lo$e to see the look with which it bra$es, 54 "ased in the unfeeling armour of old time, The lightFning, the fierce wind, and tram#ling wa$es. )arewell, farewell the ,eart that li$es alone, ,ousFd in a dream, at distance from the Bind1 -uch ha##iness, where$er it be known, Is to be #itiedJ for Ftis surel! blind. But welcome fortitude, and #atient chear, 3nd freEuent sights of what is to be born1 -uch sights, or worse, as are before me here.>> Aot without ho#e we suffer and we mourn. G4

?%E. DPaulo majora canamusD. D?%ED. There was a time when meadow, gro$e, and stream, The earth, and e$er! common sight, To me did seem 3##arellFd in celestial light, The glor! and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it has been of !oreJ>> Turn wheresoeFer I ma!, B! night or da!, The things which I ha$e seen I now can see no more. The +ainbow comes and goes, .4 3nd lo$el! is the +ose, The Coon doth with delight <ook round her when the hea$ens are bareJ Waters on a starr! night 3re beautiful and fairJ The sunshine is a glorious birthJ But !et I know, whereFer I go, That there hath #assFd awa! a glor! from the earth. Aow, while the Birds thus sing a jo!ous song, 3nd while the !oung <ambs bound 4 3s to the taborFs sound, To me alone there came a thought of grief2 3 timel! utterance ga$e that thought relief, 3nd I again am strong. The "ataracts blow their trum#ets from the stee#, Ao more shall grief of mine the season wrongJ I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of slee#, 3nd all the earth is ga!,

<and and sea ;4 Gi$e themsel$es u# to jollit!, 3nd with the heart of Ca! %oth e$er! Beast kee# holida!, Thou "hild of @o! -hout round me, let me hear th! shouts, thou ha##! -he#herd Bo!1 'e blessed "reatures, I ha$e heard the call 'e to each other makeJ I see The hea$ens laugh with !ou in !our jubileeJ C! heart is at !our festi$al, C! head hath itFs coronal, 94 The fullness of !our bliss, I feel>>I feel it all. ?h e$il da!1 if I were sullen While the Earth herself is adorning, This sweet Ca!>morning, 3nd the "hildren are #ulling, ?n e$er! side, In a thousand $allies far and wide, )resh flowersJ while the sun shines warm, 3nd the Babe lea#s u# on his motherFs arm2>> I hear, I hear, with jo! I hear1 54 >>But thereFs a Tree, of man! one, 3 single )ield which I ha$e lookFd u#on, Both of them s#eak of something that is gone2 The Pans! at m! feet %oth the same tale re#eat2 Whither is fled the $isionar! gleamK Where is it now, the glor! and the dreamK ?ur birth is but a slee# and a forgetting2 The -oul that rises with us, our lifeFs -tar, ,ath had elsewhere itFs setting, G4 3nd cometh from afar2 Aot in entire forgetfulness, 3nd not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glor! do we come )rom God, who is our homeJ ,ea$en lies about us in our infanc!1 -hades of the #rison>house begin to close =#on the growing Bo!, But ,e beholds the light, and whence it flows, ,e sees it in his jo!J 04 The 'outh, who dail! farther from the East Cust tra$el, still is AatureFs Priest, 3nd b! the $ision s#lendid Is on his wa! attendedJ 3t length the Can #ercei$es it die awa!, 3nd fade into the light of common da!. Earth fills her la# with #leasures of her ownJ 'earnings she hath in her own natural kind, 3nd, e$en with something of a CotherFs mind, 3nd no unworth! aim, 84 The homel! Aurse doth all she can To make her )oster>child, her Inmate Can, )orget the glories he hath known, 3nd that im#erial #alace whence he came.

Behold the "hild among his new>born blisses, 3 four !earFs %arling of a #igm! siIe1 -ee, where mid work of his own hand he lies, )retted b! sallies of his CotherFs kisses, With light u#on him from his )atherFs e!es1 -ee, at his feet, some little #lan or chart, /4 -ome fragment from his dream of human life, -ha#Fd b! himself with newl!>learned artJ 3 wedding or a festi$al, 3 mourning or a funeralJ 3nd this hath now his heart, 3nd unto this he frames his song2 Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues of business, lo$e, or strifeJ But it will not be long Ere this be thrown aside, .44 3nd with new jo! and #ride The little 3ctor cons another #art, )illing from time to time his &humourous stage& With all the Persons, down to #alsied 3ge, That <ife brings with her in her EEui#ageJ 3s if his whole $ocation Were endless imitation. Thou, whose e*terior semblance doth belie Th! -oulFs immensit!J Thou best Philoso#her, who !et dost kee# ..4 Th! heritage, thou E!e among the blind, That, deaf and silent, readFst the eternal dee#, ,aunted for e$er b! the eternal mind,>> Cight! Pro#het1 -eer blest1 ?n whom those truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our li$es to findJ Thou, o$er whom th! Immortalit! Broods like the %a!, a Caster oFer a -la$e, 3 Presence which is not to be #ut b!J To whom the gra$e . 4 Is but a lonel! bed without the sense or sight ?f da! or the warm light, 3 #lace of thought where we in waiting lieJ Thou little "hild, !et glorious in the might ?f untamFd #leasures, on th! BeingFs height, Wh! with such earnest #ains dost thou #ro$oke The 'ears to bring the ine$itable !oke, Thus blindl! with th! blessedness at strifeK )ull soon th! -oul shall ha$e her earthl! freight, 3nd custom lie u#on thee with a weight, .;4 ,ea$! as frost, and dee# almost as life1 ? jo!1 that in our embers Is something that doth li$e, That nature !et remembers What was so fugiti$e1 The thought of our #ast !ears in me doth breed Per#etual benedictions2 not indeed )or that which is most worth! to be blestJ

%elight and libert!, the sim#le creed ?f "hildhood, whether fluttering or at rest, .94 With new>born ho#e for e$er in his breast2>> Aot for these I raise The song of thanks and #raiseJ But for those obstinate Euestionings ?f sense and outward things, )allings from us, $anishingsJ Blank misgi$ings of a "reature Co$ing about in worlds not realiIFd, ,igh instincts, before which our mortal Aature %id tremble like a guilt! Thing sur#riIFd2 .54 But for those first affections, Those shadow! recollections, Which, be the! what the! ma!, 3re !et the fountain light of all our da!, 3re !et a master light of all our seeingJ =#hold us, cherish us, and make ?ur nois! !ears seem moments in the being ?f the eternal -ilence2 truths that wake, To #erish ne$erJ Which neither listlessness, nor mad endea$our, .G4 Aor Can nor Bo!, Aor all that is at enmit! with jo!, "an utterl! abolish or destro!1 ,ence, in a season of calm weather, Though inland far we be, ?ur -ouls ha$e sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, "an in a moment tra$el thither, 3nd see the "hildren s#ort u#on the shore, 3nd hear the might! waters rolling e$ermore. .04 Then, sing !e Birds, sing, sing a jo!ous song1 3nd let the !oung <ambs bound 3s to the taborFs sound1 We in thought will join !our throng, 'e that #i#e and !e that #la!, 'e that through !our hearts to da! )eel the gladness of the Ca!1 What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for e$er taken from m! sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour .84 ?f s#lendour in the grass, of glor! in the flowerJ We will grie$e not, rather find -trength in what remains behind, In the #rimal s!m#ath! Which ha$ing been must e$er be, In the soothing thoughts that s#ring ?ut of human suffering, In the faith that looks through death, In !ears that bring the #hiloso#hic mind. 3nd oh !e )ountains, Ceadows, ,ills, and Gro$es, Think not of an! se$ering of our lo$es1 'et in m! heart of hearts I feel !our mightJ I onl! ha$e relinEuishFd one delight To li$e beneath !our more habitual swa!. I lo$e the Brooks which down their channels fret, ./4

E$en more than when I tri##Fd lightl! as the!J The innocent brightness of a new>born %a! Is lo$el! !etJ The "louds that gather round the setting sun %o take a sober colouring from an e!e 44 That hath ke#t watch oFer manFs mortalit!J 3nother race hath been, and other #alms are won. Thanks to the human heart b! which we li$e, Thanks to its tenderness, its jo!s, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can gi$e Thoughts that do often lie too dee# for tears.

DA?TE- to the -E"?A% V?<=CED. DA?TE-D. A?TE I. P3GE 9 L.00MJ line .>>&3nd wondrous length and strength of arm.& The #eo#le of the neighbourhood of <och Betterine, in order to #ro$e the e*traordinar! length of their ,eroFs arm, tell !ou that &he could garter his Tartan -tockings below the knee when standing u#right.& 3ccording to their account he was a tremendous -wordsmanJ after ha$ing sought all occasions of #ro$ing his #rowess, he was ne$er conEuered but once, and this not till he was an ?ld Can. A?TE II. P3GE .. L.85M.>>DThe solitar! +ea#erD. This Poem was suggested b! a beautiful sentence in a C- Tour in -cotland written b! a )riend, the last line being taken from it D$erbatimD. A?TE III. P3GE G5 L ;/M.>>T,E B<IA% ,IG,<3A% B?'. The incident u#on which this Poem is founded was related to me b! an e!e witness. A?TE IV. P3GE .4G L 84MJ line .4.>>&-een the -e$en Whistlers, Hc.& Both these su#erstitions are #re$alent in the midland "ounties of England2 that of &GabrielFs ,ounds& a##ears to be $er! general o$er Euro#eJ being the same as the one u#on which the German Poet, Burger, has founded his Ballad of the Wild ,untsman. A?TE V. P3GE . 8 L;4 M.>>D-ong, at the )east of Brougham "astleD. ,enr! <ord

"lifford, Hc. Hc., who is the subject of this Poem, was the son of @ohn, <ord "lifford, who was slain at Towton )ield, which @ohn, <ord "lifford, as is known to the +eader of English ,istor!, was the #erson who after the battle of Wakefield slew, in the #ursuit, the !oung Earl of +utland, -on of the %uke of 'ork who had fallen in the battle, &in #art of re$enge& Lsa! the 3uthors of the ,istor! of "umberland and WestmorlandMJ &for the EarlFs )ather had slain his.& 3 deed which worthil! blemished the author Lsaith -#eedMJ But who, as he adds, &dare #romise an! thing tem#erate of himself in the heat of martial fur!K chiefl!, when it was resol$ed not to lea$e an! branch of the 'ork line standingJ for so one maketh this <ord to s#eak.& This, no doubt, I would obser$e b! the b!e, was an action sufficientl! in the $indicti$e s#irit of the times, and !et not altogether so bad as re#resentedJ for the Earl was no child, as some writers would ha$e him, but able to bear arms, being si*teen or se$enteen !ears of age, as is e$ident from this Lsa! the Cemoirs of the "ountess of Pembroke, who was laudabl! an*ious to wi#e awa!, as far as could be, this stigma from the illustrious name to which she was bornMJ that he was the ne*t "hild to Bing Edward the )ourth, which his mother had b! +ichard %uke of 'ork, and that Bing was then eighteen !ears of age2 and for the small distance betwi*t her "hildren, see 3ustin Vincent in his book of Aobilit!, #age G , where he writes of them all. It ma! further be obser$ed, that <ord "lifford, who was then himself onl! twent!>fi$e !ears of age, had been a leading Can and "ommander, two or three !ears together in the 3rm! of <ancaster, before this timeJ and, therefore, would be less likel! to think that the Earl of +utland might be entitled to merc! from his !outh.>>But, inde#endent of this act, at best a cruel and sa$age one, the )amil! of "lifford had done enough to draw u#on them the $ehement hatred of the ,ouse of 'ork2 so that after the Battle of Towton there was no ho#e for them but in flight and concealment. ,enr!, the subject of the Poem, was de#ri$ed of his estate and honours during the s#ace of twent!>four !earsJ all which time he li$ed as a she#herd in 'orkshire, or in "umberland, where the estate of his )ather>in>law L-ir <ancelot ThrelkeldM la!. ,e was restored to his estate and honours in the first !ear of ,enr! the -e$enth. It is recorded that, &when called to #arliament, he beha$ed nobl! and wisel!J but otherwise came seldom to <ondon or the "ourtJ and rather delighted to li$e in the countr!, where he re#aired se$eral of his "astles, which had gone to deca! during the late troubles.& Thus far is chiefl! collected from Aicholson and BurnJ and I can add, from m! own knowledge, that there is a tradition current in the $illage of Threlkeld and its neighbourhood, his #rinci#al retreat, that, in the course of his she#herd life, he had acEuired great astronomical knowledge. I cannot conclude this note without adding a word u#on the subject of those numerous and noble feudal Edifices, s#oken of in the Poem, the ruins of some of which are, at this da!, so great an ornament to that interesting countr!. The "liffords had alwa!s been distinguished for an honorable #ride in these "astlesJ and we ha$e seen that after the wars of 'ork and <ancaster the! were rebuiltJ in the ci$il Wars of "harles the )irst, the! were again laid waste, and again restored almost to their former magnificence b! the celebrated <ad! 3nne "lifford, "ountess of Pembroke, Hc. Hc. Aot more than 5 !ears after this was done, when the Estates of "lifford had #assed into the famil! of Tufton, three of these "astles, namel! Brough, Brougham, and Pendragon, were demolished, and the timber and other materials sold b! Thomas Earl of Thanet. We will ho#e that, when this order was issued, the Earl had not consulted the te*t of Isaiah, 58th "ha#. . th Verse, to which the inscri#tion #laced o$er the

gate of Pendragon "astle, b! the "ountess of Pembroke LI belie$e his GrandmotherM at the time she re#aired that structure, refers the reader. &D3nd the! that shall be of thee shall build the old waste #lacesJ thou shalt raise u# the foundations of man! generations, and thou shalt be called the re#airer of the breachD, Dthe restorer of #aths to dwell inD.& The Earl of Thanet, the #resent #ossessor of the Estates, with a due res#ect for the memor! of his ancestors, and a #ro#er sense of the $alue and beaut! of these remains of antiEuit!, has LI am toldM gi$en orders that the! shall be #reser$ed from all de#redations. A?TE VI. P3GE .;4 L;49MJ line .>>&Earth hel#ed him with the cr! of blood.& This line is from The Battle of Bosworth )ield b! -ir @ohn Beaumont LBrother to the %ramatistM, whose #oems are written with so much s#irit, elegance, and harmon!, that it is su##osed, as the Book is $er! scarce, a new edition of it would be acce#table to -cholars and Cen of taste, and, accordingl!, it is in contem#lation to gi$e one. A?TE VII. P3GE .;5 L;4/MJ line .5.>> &3nd both the und!ing )ish that swim Through Bowscale>Tarn,& Hc. It is imagined b! the #eo#le of the "ountr! that there are two immortal )ish, Inhabitants of this Tarn, which lies in the mountains not far from Threlkeld.>>Blencathara, mentioned before, is the old and #ro#er name of the mountain $ulgarl! called -addle>back. A?TE VIII. P3GE .;G L;.4MJ lines .0 and .8.>> &3rmour rusting in his ,alls ?n the blood of "lifford calls.& The martial character of the "liffords is well known to the readers of English ,istor!J but it ma! not be im#ro#er here to sa!, b! wa! of comment on these lines and what follows, that, besides se$eral others who #erished in the same manner, the four immediate Progenitors of the #erson in whose hearing this is su##osed to be s#oken, all died in the )ield. A?TE IP. P3GE .94 L;.9M.>> &Im#ortunate and hea$! load1& ( ( ( ( (

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