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Was naught around but iniages of rest : And of gay castles in the clouds that Sleep-soothing groves, and quiet lawns pass, between ;

Forever flushing round a summer sky: And flowery beds that slumberous in There eke the soft delights, that witchfluence kest,

ingly From poppies breathed; and beds of Instil a wanton sweetness through the pleasant green,

breast, Where never yet was creeping crea And the calm pleasures, always hov

ered nigh; Meantime unnumbered glittering But whate'er smacked of noyance or

streamlets played, And huléd everywhere their waters Was far, far off expelled from this delisheen;

cious nest. That, as they bickered through the

sunny glade, Though restless still themselves, a lulling murmur made.

A HYMN. Joined to the prattle of the purling Tliese, as they change, Almighty Fa

ther, these rills,

The rolling Were heard the lowing herds along the Are but the varied God. vale,

Year And flocks loud bleating from the dis- Is full of thee. Forth in the pleasing tant hills,

spring And vacant shepherds piping in the Thy beauty walks, thy tenderness and

love. dale; And now and then sweet Philomel Wide flush the fields; the softening air would wail,

is balm ; Or stock-doves plain amid the forest | Echo the mountains round; the forest

smiles; deep, That drowsy rustled to the sighing Then comes thy glory in the summer

And every sense, and every heart, is joy. gale; And still a coil the grasshopper did

months,

With light and heat refulgent. Then keep;

thy sun l'et all these sounds yblent inclinéd all to sleep.

Shoots full perfection through the swell

ing year;

And oft thy voice in dreadful thunder Full in the passage of the vale above,

speaks, A sable, silent, solemn forest stood, And oft at dawn, deep noon, or falling Where naught but shadowy forms was

eve, seen to move,

By brooks and groves, in hollow-whisAs Idlesse fancied in her dreamy mood :

pering gales. And up the hills, on either side, a Thy bounty shines in antumn unconwood

fined, Of blackening pines, aye waving to And spreads a common feast for all that and fro,

lives. Sent forth a sleepy horror through the In winter awful thou ! with clouds and

blood; And where this valley winded out be. Around thee thrown, tempest o'er temlow,

pest rolled, The murmuring main was heard, and Majestic darkness! On the whirlwind's scarcely heard, to flow.

wing,

Riding sublime, thou bid'st the world A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, adore, Of dreams that wave before the half- | And humblest nature with thy northern

blast.

storms

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dale;

Was naught around but iniages of rest : And of gay castles in the clouds that Sleep-soothing groves, and quiet lawns pass, between;

Forever flushing round a summer sky: And flowery beds that slum berous in There eke the soft delights, that witchfluence kest,

ingly From poppies breathed; and beds of Instil a wanton sweetness through the pleasant green,

breast, Where never yet was creeping crea And the calm pleasures, always hov. ture seen.

ered nigh; Meantime unnumbered glittering But whate'er smacked of noyance or streamlets played,

unrest And hurled everywhere their waters Was far, far off expelled from this delisheen;

cious nest. That, as they bickered through the

sunny glade, Though restless still themselves, a lulling murmur made.

A HYMN. Joined to the prattle of the purling Thiese, as they change, Almighty Farills,

ther, these

The rolling Were heard the lowing herds along the Are but the varied God. vale,

year And flocks loud bleating froin the dis- Is full of thee. Forth in the pleasing tant hills,

spring And vacant shepherds piping in the Thy beauty walks, thy tenderness and

love. And now and then sweet Philomel Wide flush the fields; the softening air

is balm ; would wail, Or stock-doves plain amid the forest Echo the mountains round; the forest

smiles; deep, That drowsy rustled to the sighing Then comes thy glory in the summer

And every sense, and every heart, is joy. gale;

months, And still a coil the grasshopper did keep;

With light and heat refulgent. Then

thy sun l'et all these sounds yblent inclinéd all to sleep.

Shoots full perfection through the swell

ing year;

And oft thy voice in dreadful thunder Full in the passage of the vale above,

speaks, A sable, silent, solemn forest stood, And oft at dawn, deep noon, or falling Where naught but shadowy forms was seen to move,

By brooks and groves, in hollow-whisAs Illesse fancied in her dreamy mood :

pering gales. And up the hills, on either side, a Thy bounty shines in antumn unconwood

fined, Of blackening pines, aye waving to And spreads a common feast for all that and fro,

lives. Sent forth a sleepy horror through the In winter awful thou! with clouds and

blood ; And where this valley winded out be. Around thee thrown, tempest o'er temlow,

pest rolled, The murmuring main was heard, and Majestic darkness ! On the whirlwind's scarcely heard, to flow.

wing,

Riding sublime, thou bid'st the world A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, adore, of dreams that wave before the half- And humblest nature with thy northern

blast.

eve,

storms

shut eye:

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