XXXIX. ILLUSTRATION. THE JUNG-PRAU and the fall oF THE KHINE NEAR SCHAFFHAUSEN. THE Virgin Mountain *, wearing like a Queen Sheds ruin from her sides; and men below And doth in more conspicuous torment writhe, The Jung-frau. XL. TROUBLES OF CHARLES THE FIRST. EVEN suck the contrast that, where'er we move, Now with her own deep quietness content ; Then, like the mountain, thundering from above Against the ancient pine-trees of the grove And the Land's humblest comforts. Now her mood Recals the transformation of the flood, Whose rage the gentle skies in vain reprove, Earth cannot check. O terrible excess Of headstrong will! Can this be Piety? Her blessings cursed, her glory turned to shame! XLI. LAUD PREJUDGED by foes determined not to spare, Où hope that conscious innocence supplied, And in his prison breathes celestial air. Why tarries then thy chariot? Wherefore stay, () Death! the ensanguined yet triumphant wheels Which thou prepar'st, full often, to convey (What time a State with madding faction reels) The Saint or Patriot to the world that heals All wounds, all perturbations doth allay ? See Note. XLII. AFFLICTIONS OF ENGLAND. HARP! could'st thou venture, on thy boldest string, Caught from the hand of Moses as it pass'd Of dread Jehovah; then, should wood and waste Off to the mountains, like a covering Weep, oh! weep, . ' Of which the Lord was weary, PART III. FROM THE RESTORATION TO THE PRESENT TIME. I saw the figure of a lovely Maid Set off her brightness with a pleasing shade. But while I gazed in tender reverie (Or was it sleep that with my Fancy played) The bright corporeal presence-form and face— Remaining still distinct grew thin and rare, Like sunny mist ;— -at length the golden hair, Shape, limbs, and heavenly features keeping pace Each with the other in a lingering race Of dissolution, melted into air. V |