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Flow'd the Light uncreated; light all-sufficing,|

There too was he of the sable mail, the hero of
Cressy,

eternal, Light which was, and which is, and which will be, Flower of chivalry, he in arms and in courtesy forever and ever; peerless.

Light of light, which, if daringly gazed on, would There too his royal sire I saw, magnificent Edward, blind an Archangel, He who made the English renown, and the fame of his Windsor

Yet the eye of weak man may behold, and

beholding is strengthen'd;

Yea, while we wander below, oppress'd with our bodily burden,

And in the shadow of death, this Light is in mercy vouchsafed us,

So we seek it with humble heart; and the soul that receives it

Hath with it healing and strength, peace, love, and life everlasting.

In the Orient and Occident known, from Tagus to Tigris.

Lion-hearted Richard was there, redoubtable warrior,

At whose irresistible presence the Saracen
trembled;

At whose name the Caliph exclaim'd in dismay on
Mahommed,

Syrian mothers grew pale, and their children were
scared into silence.

ulting,

Thither the King drew nigh, and kneeling he Born in a bloody age, did he, in his prowess exdrank of the water. Oh, what a change was wrought! In the sem-Run like a meteor his course, and fulfil the service blance of age he had risen, assign'd him,

Such as at last he appear'd, with the traces of time Checking the Mussulman power in the height of and affliction its prosperous fortune;

Deep on his faded form, when the burden of years But that leonine heart was with virtues humaner was upon him.

ennobled ;

Oh, what a change was wrought! For now the (Otherwhere else, be sure, his doom had now been corruptible put on

Incorruption; the mortal put off mortality. Rising Rejuvenescent he stood in a glorified body, obnoxious

Never again to change, nor to evil, and trouble, and sorrow,

But for eternity form'd, and to bliss everlasting appointed.

VIII.

THE SOVEREIGNS.

LIFT up your heads, ye Gates; and, ye everlasting
Portals,

Be ye lift up! For lo! a glorified Monarch
approacheth,

One who in righteousness reign'd, and religiously
govern'd his people.

Who are these that await him within' Nassau the
Deliverer,

Him I knew: and the Stuart, he who, serene in

his meekness,

Bow'd his anointed head beneath the axe of rebellion,

Calm in that insolent hour, and over his fortune triumphant.

appointed ;)

Friendship, disdain of wrong, and generous feeling redeem'd it;

Magnanimity there had its seat, and the love of the Muses.

There, with the Saxon Kings who founded our laws and our temples,

(Gratefully still to be named while these endure
in remembrance,

They, for the pious work!) I saw the spirit of
Alfred;

Alfred, than whom no Prince with loftier intellect
gifted,

Nor with a finer soul, nor in virtue more absolute,

ever

Made a throne twice-hallow'd, and reign'd in the hearts of his people.

With him the Worthies were seen who in life partook of his labors,

Shared his thoughts, and with him for the weal of posterity travail'd:

Some who in cloisters immured, and to painful study devoted

Day and night, their patient and innocent lives exhausted,

And in meekness possess'd their souls; and some who in battle

Put the Raven to flight; and some who, intrepid in duty,

Queen of the eagle eye, thou too, O matchless Reach'd the remotest East, or invading the kingEliza, dom of Winter,

Ocean.

Excellent Queen, wert there! and thy brother's Plough'd with audacious keel the Hyperborean beautiful spirit; O'er whose innocent head there hover'd a silvery | I could perceive the joy which fill'd their beatified halo, spirits

Such as crowns the Saint when his earthly warfare While of the Georgian age they thought, and the is ended. glory of England.

IX.

THE ELDER WORTHIES.

Not again to be lost, consorted an equal with Angels.

Taylor too was there, from whose mind of its treasures redundant

LIFT up your heads, ye Gates; and, ye everlasting | Streams of eloquence flow'd, like an inexhaustible Portals, fountain: Be ye lift up! Behold, the Worthies are there to And the victor of Blenheim, alike in all virtues receive him,

They who, in later days, or in elder ages, ennobled, Britain's dear name. Bede I beheld, who, humble

and holy, Shone like a single star, serene in a night of darkness.

Bacon also was there, the marvellous Friar; and he who

Struck the spark from which the Bohemian kindled his taper;

Thence the flame, long and hardly preserved, was to Luther transmitted,

Mighty soul, and he lifted his torch, and enlighten'd the nations.

Thee, too, Father Chaucer, I saw, and delighted to see thee,

At whose well undefiled I drank in my youth, and

was strengthen'd;

With whose mind immortal so oft I have com

muned, partaking

accomplish'd,

Public or private, he; the perfect soldier and statesman,

England's reproach and her pride; her pride for his noble achievements,

Her reproach for the wrongs he endured. And Newton, exalted

There above those orbs whose motions from earth he had measured,

Through infinity ranging in thought. And Berkeley, angelic

Now in substance as soul, that kingdom enjoying where all things

Are what they seem, and the good and the beautiful there are eternal.

X.

All its manifold moods, and willingly moved at its THE WORTHIES OF THE GEORGIAN

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Gazed on that soul sublime: of passion now as Though with error alloy'd, hath on earth its merof blindness

ited honor,

Heal'd, and no longer here to Kings and to Hie- As in heaven its reward. And Mansfield, the rarchs hostile,

just and intrepid;

He was assoil'd from taint of the fatal fruit; and Wise Judge, by the craft of the Law ne'er seduced

in Eden

from its purpose;

And when the misled multitude raged like the | Somewhat apart they came, in fellowship gather'd winds in their madness, together, Not to be moved from his rightful resolves. And As in goodly array they follow'd the train of the Burke I beheld there, Worthies. Eloquent statesman and sage, who, though late, Chosen spirits were these, of the finest elements broke loose from his trammels, temper'd,

Giving then to mankind what party too long had And imbodied on earth in mortality's purest diverted. texture;

Here, where wrongs are forgiven, was the injured But in the morning of hope, in the blossom of Hastings beside him; virtue and genius, Strong in his high deserts, and in innocence hap- They were cut down by Death. What then?py, though injured, were it wise to lament them, He, in his good old age, outlived persecution and Seeing the mind bears with it its wealth, and the malice. soul its affections? Even where he had stood a mark for the arrows What we sow we shall reap; and the seeds of slander, whereof earth is not worthy He had his triumph at last, when, moved with one Strike their roots in a kindlier soil, and ripen to feeling, the Senate

Rose in respect at his sight, and atoned for the sin of their fathers.

harvest.

Here where the gallant youths of high, heroic aspiring,

Cowper, thy lovely spirit was there, by death Who, so fate had allow'd, with the martial renown disenchanted of their country From that heavy spell which had bound it in sor- Would have wedded their names, for perpetual row and darkness; honor united; Thou wert there, in the kingdom of peace and of Strong of heart and of mind, but in undistinguishlight everlasting. ing battle, Nelson also was there in the kingdom of peace, Or by pestilence stricken, they fell, unknown and though his calling,

confounded

While upon earth he dwelt, was to war and the With the common dead. Oh! many are they who work of destruction.

were worthy,

Not in him had that awful ministry deaden'd or Under the Red Cross flag, to have wielded the weaken'd thunders of Britain,

Quick compassion, and feelings that raise while Making her justice felt, and her proper power they soften our nature. upholding

Wise in counsel, and steady in purpose, and rapid Upon all seas and shores, wheresoever her rights in action, were offended, Never thought of self from the course of his duty Followers of Nelson's path, and the glorious career seduced him, of the Wellesley. Never doubt of the issue unworthily warp'd his Many are they, whose bones beneath the billows intention. have whiten'd,

Long shall his memory live, and while his exam- Or in foreign earth they have moulder'd, hastily ple is cherish'd, cover'd,

From the Queen of the Seas the sceptre shall In some wide and general grave. never be wrested.

XI.

THE YOUNG SPIRITS.

YE whom 1 leave unnamed, ye other Worthies of
Britain,

Lights of the Georgian age, -for ye are many
and noble,

Here also were spirits To have guided, like Cecil of old, the councils of

England;

Or, like Canning, have silenced and charm'd a

tumultuous Senate,

When to the height of his theme the consummate
Orator rising

Makes our Catilines pale, and rejoices the friends
of their country.

Others came in that goodly band whom benigner fortune

How might 1 name ye all, whom I saw in this Led into pleasanter ways on earth: the children glorious vision?

of Science

Pardon ye the imperfect tale! Yet some I beheld Some, whose unerring pursuit would, but for

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death, have extended

O'er the unknown and material, Man's intellectual empire,

Such their intuitive power; like Davy, disarming destruction

When it moves on the vapor; or him, who, dis- | But by the Virtues loved, his soul, in its youthful covering the secret aspirings,

Of the dark and ebullient abyss, with the fire of Sought the Holy Hill, and his thirst was for Siloa's Vesuvius

waters.

Arm'd the chemist's hand: well then might Was I deceived by desire, or, Henry, indeed did Eleusinian Ceres thy spirit

Yield to him, from whom the seas and the Know me, and meet my look, and smile like a mountains conceal'd not friend at the meeting?

Nature's mystery, hid in their depths.

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So may America, prizing in time the worth she Forth from the Gate of Bliss: the Parents, the possesses, Children, and Consort, Give to that hand free scope, and boast hereafter Come to welcome in Heaven the Son, the Father, of Allston.

Here too, early lost and deplored, were the youths whom the Muses

Mark'd for themselves at birth, and with dews

from Castalia sprinkled:

Chatterton first, (for not to his affectionate spirit Could the act of madness innate for guilt be accounted,)

Marvellous boy, whose antique songs and unhappy story

Shall, by gentle hearts, be in mournful memory cherish'd

Long as thy ancient towers endure, and the rocks of St. Vincent,

Bristol! my birth-place dear. What though I have chosen a dwelling

Far away, and my grave shall not be found by the stranger

Under thy sacred care, nathless in love and in duty

Still am I bound to thee, and by many a deep recollection!

City of elder days, I know how largely I owe thee;

Nor least for the hope and the strength that I gather'd in boyhood,

While on Chatterton musing, I fancied his spirit was with me

In the haunts which he loved upon earth. 'Twas a joy in my vision

When I beheld his face.. -And here was the youth of Loch Leven,

Nipp'd, like an April flower, that opens its leaves to the sunshine,

While the breath of the East prevails. And Russell and Bampfylde,

Bright emanations they! And the Poet, whose songs of childhood

Trent and the groves of Clifton heard; not alone by the Muses,

and Husband!

Hour of perfect joy that o'erpays all earthly af fliction;

Yea, and the thought whereof supporteth the soul in its anguish!

There came England's blossom of hope,- the beautiful Princess;

She in whose wedded bliss all hearts rejoiced, and whose death-bell,

Heard from tower to tower through the island, carried a sorrow,

Felt by all like a private grief, which, sleeping or waking,

Will not be shaken away; but possesses the soul and disturbs it.

There was our late-lost Queen, the nation's example of virtue;

In whose presence vice was not seen, nor the face of dishonor,

Pure in heart, and spotless in life, and secret in bounty,

Queen, and Mother, and Wife unreproved. The gentle Amelia

Stretch'd her arms to her father there, in tender

ness shedding

Tears, such as Angels weep. That hand was to

ward him extended

Whose last pressure he could not bear, when mer

ciful Nature,

As o'er her dying bed he bent in severest anguish, Laid on his senses a weight, and suspended the sorrow forever.

He hath recover'd her now: all, all that was lost is restored him;

Hour of perfect bliss that o'erpays all earthly afflic

tion !

They are met where Change is not known, nor Sorrow, nor Parting.

Death is subdued, and the Grave, which conquers all, hath been conquer'd.

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voyons-nous pas que la lune, que nous supposons converte en grande partie de glaciers très-élevés, nous renvoie en lumière d'un blanc bleuâtre les rayons du soleil, qui sont dorés dans notre

atmosphère ferrugineuse? N'est-ce pas par la réverbération d'un sol composé de fer, que la planète de Mars nous réfléchit, en tout temps, une lumière rouge? N'est-il pas plus naturel d'attribuer ces couleurs constantes aux réverbérations du sol, des

mers, et des végétaux de ces planètes, plutôt qu'aux réfractions variables des rayons du soleil dans leurs atmosphères, dont les couleurs devroient changer à toute heure, suivant leurs différens aspects avec cet astre! Comme Mars apparoît constamment rouge à la terre, il est possible que la terre apparoisse à Mars

Eager to drink thereof, and to put away all that comme une pierrerie brillante des couleurs de l'opale au pole

was earthly.

nord, de celles de l'aigue-marine au pole sud, et, tour-à-tour, de celles du saphir et de l'émeraude dans le reste de sa circonférence.

Darkness came over me then, at the chilling touch Mais, sans sortir de notre atmosphère, je crois que la terre y

of the water,

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Dark and distinct; and instead of the rapturous sound of hosannahs,

renvoie la couleur bleue de son océan avec des reflets de la couleur verte de ses végétaux, en tout temps dans la zone torride, et en été seulement dans nos climats, par la même raison que ces deux poles y réfléchissent des aurores boréales différentes, qui

participent des couleurs de la terre, ou des mers qui les avoisinent.

Peut-être même notre atmosphère réfléchit-elle quelquefois les formes des paysages, qui annoncent les îles aux navigateurs bien long temps avant qu'ils puissent y aborder. Il est remarquable

Heard the bell from the tower, toll! toll! through qu'elles ne se montrent comme les reflets de verdure qu'à l'horizon the silence of evening.

NOTES.

et du côte du soleil couchant. Je citerai, à ce sujet, un homme de l'Ile de France qui apercevoit dans le ciel les images des raisseaux qui étoient en pleine mer: le célèbre Vernet, qui m'a atteste avoir vu une fois dans les nuages les tours et les remparts d'une ville située à sept lieues de lui; et le phénomène du détroit de Sicile, connu sous le nom de Fee-Morgane. Les nuages et les vapeurs de l'atmosphère peuvent fort bien réfléchir les formes et les couleurs des objets terrestres, puisqu'ils refléchissent dans les parélics l'image du soleil au point de la rendre ardente comme le

- From surrounding things the hues wherewith day has adorn'd soleil lui-même. Enfin, les caux de la terre répètent les couleurs

them

Fade, like the hopes of youth.-I. col. 2, p. 795.

This effect of twilight, and in the very scene described, has been lately represented by Mr. William Westall, in one of his Views of the Lakes, with the true feeling and power of genius. The range of mountains which is described in these introductory lines, may also be seen in his View of the Vale of Keswick from the Penrith road.

The last pale tint of the twilight ;

et les formes des nuages de l'atmosphère: pourquoi les vapeurs de l'atmosphère? à leur tour, ne pourroient-elles pas réfléchir le bleu de la mer, la verdure et le jaune de la terre, ainsi que les couleurs chatoyantes des glaces polaires?

Au reste, je ne donne mon opinion que comme mon opinion. L'histoire de la nature est une édifice à peine commencé; ne craignons pas d'y poser quelques pierres d'attente: nos neveux s'en serviront pour l'agrandir, ou les suprimeront comme superflues. Si mon autorité est nulle dans l'avenir, peu importera que je me sois trompé sur ce point: mon ouvrage rentrera dans l'obscurité d'où il étoit sorti. Mais s'il est un jour de quelque considération, mon erreur en physique sera plus utile à la morale, On

Green as a stream in the glen whose pure and chrysolite waters qu'une vérité d'ailleurs indifférente au bonheur des hommes. Flow o'er a schistous bed. I. col. 2, p. 795.

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en conclura avec raison qu'il faut être en garde contre les écrivains même accrédités. - Harmonies de la Nature, t. i. 129.

"I am inclined to attribute to the green color of the vegetables with which, during the summer, a great part of our hemisphere is covered, that beautiful emerald tint which we sometimes perceive at that season in the firmament, towards the setting of the sun. It is rare in our climates, but is frequent between the tropics, where summer continues throughout the year. I know that this phenomenon may be explained by the simple refraction of the rays of the sun in the atmosphere, that spherical prism of our globe. But to this it may be objected, that the green color is not seen during the winter in our sky; and moreover, I can support my opinion by other facts, which appear to prove that even the azure color of the atmosphere is only a reflection of that of the ocean. In fact, the floating ice which descends every year from the North Pole, is announced before it appears upon the horizon, by a white blink which enlightens the heaven day and night, and which is only a reflection of the crystallized snows, of which those masses are composed. This blink resembles the light of the aurora borealis, the centre of which is in the middle of the ice of our pole, but the white color of which is mixed with yellow, with red, and with green, because it partakes of the color of a ferruginous soil, and of the verdure of the pine for

St. Pierre, who is often a fanciful, generally a delightful, but always an animated and ingenious writer, has some characteristic speculations concerning this green light of evening. He says, Je suis porté à attribuer à la couleur verte des végétaux qui couvrent en été une grande partie de notre hémisphère, cette belle teinte d'émeraude que l'on apperçoit quelquefois dans cette saison au firmament, vers le coucher du soleil. Elle est rare dans nos climats; mais elle est fréquente entre les tropiques, où l'été dure toute l'année. Je sais bien qu'on peut rendre raison de ce phénomène par la simple réfraction des rayons du soleil dans l'atmosphère, ce prisme sphérique de notre globe. Mais, outre qu'on peut objecter que la couleur verte ne se voit point en hiver dans notre ciel, c'est que je peux apporter à l'appui de mon opinion d'autres faits qui semblent prouver que la couleur même azurée de l'atmosphère n'est qu'une réflexion de celle de l'océan. En effet, les glaces flottantes qui descendent tous les ans du pole nord, s'annoncent, devant de paroître sur l'horizon, par une lueur blanche qui éclaire le ciel jour et nuit, et qui n'est qu'un reflet des neiges cristallisées qui les composent. Cette lueur paroît semblable à celle de l'aurore boréale, dont le foyer est au milieu des glaces même de notre pole, mais dont la couleur blanche est mélangée de jaune, de rouge, et de vert, parce qu'elle participe des couleurs du sol ferrugineux et de la verdure des forêts de sapins qui couvrent notre zone glaciale. La cause de cette vari-ests which cover our icy zone. This explanation of these ation de couleurs dans notre aurore boréale est d'autant plus vraisemblable, que l'aurore australe, comme l'a observé le Capitaine Cook, en diffère en ce que sa couleur blanche n'est jamais mélangée que de teintes bleues, qui n'ont lieu, selon moi, que parce que les glaces du pole austral, sans continent et sans végétaux, sont entourées de toutes parts de l'océan, qui est bleu. Ne

variations of color in our aurora borealis, is so much the more probable, because that of the aurora australis, as Captain Cook has observed, differs in that its white color is mixed with blue tints alone, which can only be, according to my opinion, because the ice of the austral pole (where there is no continent and no vegetation) is surrounded on all parts with the ocean,

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