The vapours linger round the Heights,
They melt, and soon must vanish;
One hour is theirs, no more is mine-
Sad thought, which I would banish,
But that I know, where'er I go,
Thy genuine image, Yarrow!
Will dwell with me-to heighten joy,
And cheer my mind in sorrow.

TO A SKYLARK.

Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky!

Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound?
Or, while the wings aspire, are heart and eye
Both with thy nest upon the dewy ground?

Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will,
Those quivering wings composed, that music still!

To the last point of vision, and beyond,

Mount, daring warbler! that love-prompted strain
("Twixt thee and thine a never-failing bond)
Thrills not the less the bosom of the plain:
Yet might'st thou seem, proud privilege! to sing
All independent of the leafy spring.1

Leave to the nightingale her shady wood;

A privacy of glorious light is thine;

Whence thou dost pour upon the world a flood
Of harmony, with instinct more divine;

Type of the wise who soar, but never roam;

True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home!

1825.]

1 This stanza appeared only in the editions of 1827-43. In 1845 it was transferred to "A Morning Exercise."

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Into the Depth of Clouds, that Neil thy breast_ Thou too agam stupendous Mountain. ! those,

That

once

в

I raise my

Head, awhile bow'd low

In adoration; upward from-thy Bave

Flow- travelling, with dim eyes, suffused with. Tears,
Solemnly seemest, like a

To rise before.

Vapoury Cloud, five, fr

ever.

Rise, o ev Rise, like a Cloud of Inceive, from the Earth !

Thon Kingly Spirit throwid

Great Hierarch ! tell than the

among

the Hills,

Thon dread Ambassador from Earth to Heaven

vilent

Sun,

And tete the Stars, and tell you rising
Earth with her thous and Voices praises Gode.

Fac-simile of one stanza of "Hymn before Sunrise in the Vale of Chamounix," copied by Coleridge in a letter to Mrs. Brabant, 1815.