Meantime unnumbered streamlets played, glittering And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, Forever flushing round a summer sky: There eke the soft delights, that witchingly Instil a wanton sweetness through the breast, And the calm pleasures, always hovered nigh; But whate'er smacked of noyance or unrest And hurled everywhere their waters Was far, far off expelled from this deli sheen; cious nest. By brooks and groves, in hollow-whispering gales. Thy bounty shines in autumn unconfined, And spreads a common feast for all that lives. In winter awful thou! with clouds and storms Around thee thrown, tempest o'er tempest rolled, Majestic darkness! On the whirlwind's wing, Riding sublime, thou bid'st the world adore, And humblest nature with thy northern blast. Meantime unnumbered streamlets played, glittering And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, Forever flushing round a summer sky: There eke the soft delights, that witchingly Instil a wanton sweetness through the breast, And the calm pleasures, always hovered nigh; But whate'er smacked of noyance or unrest And hurled everywhere their waters Was far, far off expelled from this deli sheen; As Idlesse fancied in her dreamy mood: And up the hills, on either side, a wood Of blackening pines, aye waving to and fro, Sent forth a sleepy horror through the blood; And where this valley winded out below, The murmuring main was heard, and scarcely heard, to flow. cious nest. And every sense, and every heart, is joy. thy sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year; And oft thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks, And oft at dawn, deep noon, or falling eve, By brooks and groves, in hollow-whispering gales. Thy bounty shines in autumn unconfined, And spreads a common feast for all that lives. In winter awful thou! with clouds and storms Around thee thrown, tempest o'er tempest rolled, Majestic darkness! On the whirlwind's wing, Riding sublime, thou bid'st the world A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, shut eye: blast. |