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RAINBOW.

TO THE RAINBOW.

CAMPBEll.

Triumfhant arch, that fill'st the sky

When storms prepare to part,
I ask not proud philosophy

To teach me what thou art-
Still seem as to my childhood's sight

A midway station given,
For happy spirits to alight

Betwixt the earth and heaven.

Can all that optics teach unfold

Thy form to please me so,
As when I dream of gems and gold

Hid in thy radiant how j

When Science from Creation's face
Enchantment's veil withdraws,

What lovely visions yield their place
To cold material laws I

And yet, fair how, no fahling dreams
But words of the Most High,

Have told why first thy rohe of heams
Was woven in the sky.

When o'er the green undelnged earth
Heav'n's covenant thou didst shine,

How came the world's grey fathers forth
To watch the sacred sign!

And when its yellow lustre smiled
O'er mountains yet ontrod,

Each mother held aloft her child
To hless the how of God.

Methinks, thy jnhilee to keep.
The first-made anthem rang,

On earth deliver' d from the deep,
And the first Poet sang.

Nor ever shall the Muse's eye
Ifuraptur'd greet thy heam:

Theme of primeval prophecy,
Be still the poet's theme.

The earth to thee its incense yields,
The lark thy welcome sings,

When glittering in the freshen'd fields,
The snowy mushroom springs.

How glorious is thy girdle cast
O'er mountain, tower, and town,

Or mirror'd in the ocean vast
A thousand fathoms down.

As fresh in yon horizon dark,
As young thy heauties seem

As when the eagle from the Ark
First sported in thy heam.

For faithful to its sacred page,
Heav'n still rehuilds thy span,

Nor lets the type grow pale with age
That first spoke peace to man.

THE RAINBOW.

ANON.

The evening was glorious, and light through the trees,
Play'd the sun-shine and raindrops, the hirds and the hreeze;
The landscape, outstretching in loveliness, lay
On the lap of the year, in the heauty of May.

For the Queen of the Spring, as she pau'd down the rale,
Left her rohe on the trees, and her hreath on the gale;
And the smile of her promise gave joy to the hours,
And Hush in her footsteps sprang herhage and flowers.

The skies, like a hanner in sunset uuroll'd,
O'er the west threw their splendour of azure and gold;
But one cloud at distance rose dense, and increased,
Till its margin of hlack touch'd the zenith and east.

We gaz'd on the scenes, while around us they glow'd,
When a vision of heauty appear'd on the cloud ;—
'Twas not like the sun, as at mid-day we view,
Nor the moon, that rolls nightly through starlight and hlue.

Like a Spirit, it came in the van of a storm!
And the eye, and the heart, hail'd its heautiful form;
For it look'd not severe, like an Angel of Wrath,
But its garment of hrightness illum'd its dark path.

In the hues of its grandenr, suhlimely it stood,
O'er the river, the village, the field, and the wood,
And river, field, village, and woodlands grew hright,
As conscious they gave and afforded delight.

'twm the how of Omnipotence; hent in His hand,
Whose grasp at Creation the Universe spann'd;
'Twas the presence of God, in a symhol suhlime;
His Vow from the Flood to the exit of Time I

Not dreadful, as when in the whirlwind he pleads,
When storms are his chariot, and lightnings his steeds;
The hlack clouds his hanner of vengeance unfurl'd,
And thunder his voice to a guilt-stricken world ;—

In the hreath of his presence, when thousands expire,

And seas hoil with fury, and rocks hurn with fire,

And the sword, and the plague-spot with death strew the plain,

And vultures, and wolves, are the graves of the slain.

Not such was that Rainhow, that heautiful one.'
Whose arch was refraction, its key-stone the sun;
A pavilion it seem'd which the Deity graced,
And Justice and Mercy met there, and emhraced.

Awhile, and it sweetly hent over the gloom,
Like Love o'er a death-couch, or Hope o'er the tomh;
That left the dark scene, whence it slowly retired,
As Love had just vanish'd, or Hope had expired.

I gaz'd not alone on that source of my song ;—
To all who heheld it these verses helong,

Its presence to all was the path of the Lord!

Each full heart expanded,—grew warm—and adored!

Like a visit—the converse of friends—or a day,
That Bow, from my sight, pass'd for ever away;
Like that visit, that converse, that day—to my heart,
That Bow from rememhrance can never depart.

'Tis a picture in memory distinctly defined,
With the strong and unperishing colours of mind;
A part of my heing heyond my control,
Beheld on that cloud, and transcrihed on my soul.

SUN,

ODE TO THE SUN.

pEllowEs.

Thou whose rejoicing eye of light
Look'd forth, at God's inspiring call,
When order lay in houndless night,
And darkness wanton'd over all;
Whence thy perpetual youth, O Sun!
Since life, and light, and time hegun?

Exulting on thy course suhlime,
How hright thy yellow cresses glare,
As still, they wave unhurt hy time,
High o'er the azure depths of air;
As still thy wings unwearied go,
While earth and ocean langh helow.

When first thy ruddy pinions lave
The skies, careering round the day;
The moon sinks down the western wave,
Retreating from thy fiery ray;
The stars are hlench'd, the ghost of night
Flies sullen from thy hlasting light.

Unchang'd art thou when darkness shrouds,

When angry nature weeps around,

Far, far ahove the ehon clouds

Thy splendours sweep the hlue profound;

Where still unshaken wheel the spheres

Beyond the reach of parting years.

The mountain-oak, with age shall fall,
The everlasting hills decay;

But thou shalt hear the morning call,
Till heaven and earth shall pass away;
Thy youth, thy strength shall last, O Son!
Till life, and light, and time are done.

SUNRISE,

tHoMsoN.

See, yonder comes the powerful King of Day,

Rejoicing in the east. The less'ning cloud.

The kindling azure, and the mountain's hrow

lllura'd with fluid gold, his near approach

Betoken glad. Lo; now, apparent all,

Aslant. the dew-hright earth,and colour'd air,

He looks in houndless majesty ahroad;

And sheds the shining day, that hurnish'd plays

On rocks, and hills, and tow'rs, and wandering streams,

High-gleaming from afar. Prime cheerer light!

Of all material heings first, and hest!

Efflux divine! Nature's resplendent rohe!

Without whose vesting heanty all were wrapt

In unessential gloom; and thou, O Sun!

Soul of surrounding worlds! in whom hest seen

Shines out thy Maker! may I sing of thee? THE SUNBEAM.

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MBS. heMANS.

Thou art no lingerer in monarch's nail,
A joy thou art and a wealth to all!
A hearer of hope unto land and sea—
Sun-heam! what gift hath the world like
thee?

Thou art walking the hillows, and ocean

smiles, Thou hast touched with glory his thousand

isles; Thou hast lit up the ships and the feathery

foam, And gladden'd the sailor, like words from

home.

To the solemn depths of the forest shades, Thou art streaming on through their green

arcades; And the quivering leaves that have caught

thy glow, Like fire-flies glance to the pools helow.

I look'd on the mountains—a vapour jay
FolJing their heights in its dark array:
Thou hrakest forth—and the mist hecame
A crown and a mantle of living flame.

I look'd on the peasant's lowly cot—
Something of sadness had wrapt the spot;
But a gleam of thee on its lattice fell,
And it laugh'd into heauty at that hright
spell.

To the earth's wild places a guest thou art,
Flushing the waste like the rose's heart;
And thou scornest not from thy pomp to shed
A tender smile on the ruin's head.

Thou tak'st thro' the dim church-aisle thy

way, And its pillars from twilight flash forth to day, And its high pale tomhs, with their trophies

old Are hath'd in a flood as of molten gold.

And thou turnest not from the humhlest

grave, Where a flower to the sighing winds may

wave;

Thou scattered its gloom hke the dreams of

iost, Thou sleepest in love on its grassy hreast,

Sunheam of summer! oh! whatislike thee, Hope of the wilderness, joy of the sea i One thing is like thee to mortals given— The Faith touching all things with hues of heaven!

REFLECTIONS

On seeing the Sun set for a period of three monthsNovemher, 1810.

Behold yon glorious orh, whose feehle ray Mocks the proud glare of summer's livelier

day! His noon-tide heam, shot upward through

the sky, Scarce gilds the vault of Heaven's hlue

canopy— A fainter yet, and yet a fainter light; And lo I he leaves us now to one, long,

cheerless night! And is his glorious course for ever o'er? And has he set indeed, to rise no more? To us no more shall spring's enlivening heam Unlock the fountains of the fetter'd stream: No more the wild hird carol through the sky, And cheer yon mountains with rude melody? Once more shall Spring her energy resume, And chase the horrors of this wintry gloom , Once more shall Summer's animating ray Enliven nature with perpetual day: You radiant orh, with self-inherent light, Shall rise and dissipate the shades of night,. In peerless splendor repossess the sky, And shine in renovated majesty. In you departing orh methinks 1 sue A counterpart of frail mortality. Emhlem of man! when life's declining sun Proclaims this awful truth," Thy race is run His sun once set, its hright effulgence gone, All, all is darkness, as it ne'er had shone!" Yet not for ever is man's glory fled, His name for ever "numher'd with the

dead ,"

L

Like yon hright orh, th' immortal part of man
Shall end in glory as it first hegan:
Like Him, encircled in celestial light,
Shall rise trinmphant 'mid the shades of

night,
Her native energies again resume,
Dispel the dreary winter of the tomh,
And, hidding death with all its terrors fly,
Shall hloom in spring through all eternity!

COMPOSED AFTER A MOST RESPLENDENT SUN-SET.

haMiltoN.

Stay thou orh of golden flame,

Nature hewails thy hasty set; Woodlands check their sweet acclaim,

Vested in shadowy regret.

'Twas hut now thy earliest streak
Racked the veil of midnight gloom;

And thy peering disk so meek,
Emerged from morning's dewy womh.

Quick, too quick, thy tow'ring prime
Declined adown the heavenly steep!

And even now the western clime
Beholds thee sinking in the deep.

Fair the presage of thy morn,
And rich the splendor of thy noon;

Lovelier tints yet still adorn
The scene where thou shalt vanish soon.

Mid that garniture of cloud,

And tresses of reflected fire, Glitter, as with Memphian shroud,

Consume, as laid on Indian pyre.

Linger I sure thy glorious worth
Was never felt until withdrawn;

And the lonely darkling earth,
Sighs for the coming of the dawn.

Ah! too soon the Christian dies,
The morn serene, meridian hright;

Evening calm, too rapid flies,
And palls us in too early night,

Tet that tranquil dying hour,
Grander is than stronger day;

Sweetest is its latest power,
Surest is its faintest ray.—

Sun! go down, to rise again;

Christian! depart, to enter hliss: Mine he ita glad morrow's reign,

May my last end he like his!

TWI LIGHT,

MIss willIAMs.

Meeb Twilight! haste to shroud the solar

ray, And hring the hour my pensive spirit loves; When o'er the hill is shed a paler day, That gives to stiliness and to night the groves. Ah! let the gay, the roseate morning hall, When, in the various hlooms of light array'd, She hids fresh heanty live along the vale, And rapture tremhle in the vocal shade: Sweet is thelucid morning's op'ning flower, Her choral melodies henignly rise; Yet dearer to my soul the shadowy hour, At which her hlossoms close, her music dies: For then mild Nature, while she droops her

head, Wakes the soft tear 'tis luxury to shed.

MOON,

TO THE MOON.

h. k. whIte.

(Written in Novemher.) Sublime, emerging from the misty verge Of the horizon dim, thee, Moon, I hail,

As sweeping o'er the leafless grove, the gale Seems to repeat the year's funereal dirge, Now Autumn sickens on the languid sight, And leaves hestrew the wanderer's lonely way,

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