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To look on thy peninsola. When rests | Has sprinkled on it, every stranger eye The beam of Summer on thy pomp of Brightens with extacy!

woods, Grove over grove ascending from the edge

But when the gale Of the brown cliff, to where the wild van | Of solemn Antumn moans around thy hill, lifts

In strange, and hollow, and prophetic gusts, Its crown of pines, and all, impressively, When all the glory of the Summer day Rest at high noon beneath the bright Departed, touching hues adorn thy woodsserene,

Umber, and gold, and purple, and the green Breezeless the land, waveless the circling Which lingers yet,-0 where has Earth a sea;

scene
Above all green and glowing, all below | So beautiful?
Blue with that girdle of the Atlantic-blue
And studded o'er with diamonds which the

Sun

RIVERS.

TO RIVERS.

Of Greeks and Trojans, which therein did

die ; Pactolus glistening with his golden flood; And Tygris fierce, whose streams of none

may be withstood.

MILTON.
RIVERS, arise : whether thou be the son
Of utmost Tweed, or Ouze, or gulphy Don,
Or Trent, who like some earth-born giant

spreads
His thirsty arms along the indented meads,
Or sullen Mole, that runneth underneath,
Or Severn swift, guilty of maiden's death,
Or rocky Avon, or of sedgy Lee,
Or coaly Tyne, or ancient hallow'd Dee,
Or Humber loud, that keeps the Scythian's

name,
Or Medway smooth, or royal-tower'd Thame.

Great Ganges, and immortal Euphrates,
Deep Indus, and Mæander intricate,
Slow Peneus, and tempestuous Phasides,
Swift Rhene, and Alpheus still immacu-

late,
Ooraxes feared for great Cyrus' fate,
Tybris renowned for the Romaines fame,
Rich Oranochy though but knowen late ; .
And that huge river which doth bear the

name
Of warlike Amazons which doe possess the

same.

SPENSER.

And afterwards the famous rivers came,
Which doe the earth enrich and beautifie:
The fertile Nile, which creatures new doth

frame;
Long Rhudanus, whose sourse springs

from the skie; Fair Ister, flowing from the mountains hie; | Divine Scarnander, purpled yet with blood!

The noble Thames, with all his goodly

traine;
The Ouze whom men doe rightly Isis name;
The bounteous Trent, that in himself en-

seames
Both thirty sorts of fish, and thirty streams;
The chaulky Kenet, and the Thetis gay,
The morish Cole, and the soft-sliding
Breane,

The wanton Lee that oft doth lose his / Which mote the feebled Britons strongly way,

flancke And the still Darent, in whose waters Against the Picts, that swarmed over all, cleane

Which yet thereof Guatsever they doe Ten thousand fishes play, and deck his plea

call : sant streame.

And Twede, the limit betwixt Logris' land

And Albany: and Eden though bat small There was the speedy Tamar, which divides

Yet often stainde with blonde of many a The Cornish and the Devonish confines;

band Through both whose borders, swiftly down Of Scots and English boths, that tyned on it glides,

his strand. And meeting Plim, to Plimmonth thence

declines:
And Dart, nigh chokt with sands of tinny
mines :

TAVY.
But Avon marched in more stately path
Proud of his adamants with which he

CARRINGTON.
shines

GLITT'RING beneath the morning's potent And glisters wide as als of wondrous Bath,

ray, And Bristowe faire, which on his waves

See Tavy roll his unassuming stream, he builded hath.

Almost unknown to Fame, and yet the

shores And these the Severne followed in state ; | Of Tavy lack not aught that may enchant And storming Humber, shewing much his The eye of him, who in the summer-hour, might;

Delights to steer his bark where Nature Next came the Stoure inspiring terroure spreads great,

Her fairest pastures, and bestrews her Bearing bis six deformed heads on hight; flowers And Mole, that like a nousling mole doth With hand unsparing. He may wind his make

way His way still underground, till Thames he | When darts the beam of noon upon his head, overtake.

And find a refuge in the friendly gloom

Of high umbrageous cliffs. The clamorous Next these the plenteous Ouze came far

voice from land,

Of commerce will not reach him there! no By many a city and by many a towne,

sounds And many rivers taken underhand

Break on the deep tranquillity but those Into his waters as he passeth downe,

Which from the woodland melodist arise,, The Cle, the Were, the Guant, the Sture,

The thrilling lays of liberty and love. the Rowne; Thence doth by Huntingdon and Cam

bridge fit, My mother Cambridge, whom as with a

TAMAR. crowne He doth adorne, and is adorned of it

CARRINGTON. With many a gentle muse, and many a

DELIGHTFUL TAMAR! swell the notes learned wit.

that rise

From bush and brake and grove ;-my Next these came Tyne, along whose stony ready bark • bancke That Romaine monarch built a brazen wall, ! • Fought.

path,

Shall soon be on thy stream, and never | And swell alternate, summits crown'd with seem'd

leaf, Thy flood more fair, and never did the And grove-encircled mansions, verdant breeze

capes, Of June, more softly kiss the broad HA- The beach, the inn, the farm, the mill, the MOAZE.

And tinkling rivulets, and waters wide Welcome, ye smiling scenes on either Presenting here the semblance of a lake, hand,

There, winding round some unexpected In quick succession rising, fair as new.

point, Welcome the breezy bill, the valley warm, Now shut, now open. Nor is wanting oft, The bay with hamlets edg'd, the sinuous Dotting the sun-bright flood, the varying creek

sail Winding to such a spot as WESTON, rocks Of barge, or fisher-bark, or painted skiff Beetling o'er fearful depths, the level shore of joyous voyagers. Where Tamar oft within thy green domain Intrudes, and many a promontory bold Darting into the flood. Our bark is wing'd By fleet, auspicious gales, there is no time To dwell upon your charms. Upon the view Ye rise like those enchanting images Which bless the Poet's dream; ye fill the

THE RHINE. eye

BYRON
With beauty and then mock our vision.
Swift

Adieu to thee, fair Rhine! a vain adieu ! Ye fly as human pleasures do,-beheld, There can be no farewell to scene like Lov'd, lost! Broad glitt'ring to the Sun

thine! His tributary course the Lynher leads

The mind is colour'd by thy every hue; Between bis headlands green. That sweep And if reluctantly the eyes resign of wood

Their cherish'd gaze upon thee, lovely With which luxuriant ANTHONY bedecks

Rhine! The southern bank, seems gracefully to

'Tis with the thankful glance of parting spring

praise, E'en from the shadowy wave, where mimic More mighty spots may rise—more glagroves

ring shine, Display their answ'ring foliage. Breasting But none unite in one attaching maze; there

The brilliant, fair, and soft,—the glories of The swelling tide, that lonely island mark,

old days. Seldom by human foot impress'd. Around The surge is moaning, or the sea-bird The negligently grand, the fruitful bloom, screams:

Of coming ripeness, the white city's sheen, All noiseless else is that deserted spot, The rolling stream, the precipice's gloom, Yet pleasing, fixing, interesting still,

The forest's growth, and Gothic walls beBy mere association with the charms

tween, Which dwell so near it. Tis a well-plac'd The wild rocks shaped as they had turfoil

rets been Upon the cheek of beauty! Either shore In mockery of man's art; and these withal Presents its combinations to the view | A race of faces happy as the scene, Of all that interests, delights, enchants ; Whose fertile bounties here extend to all, Corn-waving fields, and pastures green, and Still springing o'er thy banks, tho' Empires slope

near them fall.

SEAS, &c.

TO THE OCEAN.

BYRON.

Roll on, thou deep and dark-blue ocean, roll!
Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain;
Man marks the earth with ruin-his control
Stops with the shore ;-upon the wat'ry plain
The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain
A shadow of man's ravage, save his own,
When, for a moment, like a drop of rain,

He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell’d, uncoffin'd, and unknown.

His steps are not upon thy paths,—thy fields
Are not a spoil for him,-thou dost arise
And shake him from thee; the vile strength he wields
For earth's destruction thou dost all despise,
Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies,
And send'st him, shiv'ring on thy playful spray,
And howling to his gods, where haply lies

His petty hope in some near port or bay,
And dashest him again to earth :-there let him lay.

The armaments which thanderstrike the walls
Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake,
And monarchs tremble in their capitals,
The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make
Their clay creator the vain title take
Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war;
These are thy toys, and as the snowy flake,

They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar
Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.

Thy shores are empires, chang'd in all save thee-
Assyria, Greece, Rome, Carthage, what are they?
Thy waters wasted them while they were free,
And many a tyrant since; their shores obey
The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay
Has dried up realms to deserts ;-not so thou,
Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play-

Time writes no wrinkle in thine azure brow-
Such as creation's dawn bebeld, thou rollest now.

Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form
Glasses itself in tempests; in all time,

Calm or convuls'd-in breeze, or gale, or storm
Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime
Dark-heaving;-boundless, endless, and sublime,
The image of eternity—the throne
Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime

The monsters of the deep are made ; each zone
Obeys thee; thon goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.

And I have lov'd thee, Ocean ! and my joy
Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be
Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy
I wanton'd with thy breakers—they to me
Were a delight; and if the fresb'ning sea
Made them a terror-'twas a pleasing fear,
For I was as it were a child of thee,

And trusted to thy billows far and near,
And laid my hand upon thy mane, as I do here.

POLLOK.

Tremendous Sea! what time thou lifted up

Thy waves on high, and with thy winds and Great Ocean, too, that morning*, thou the

storms call

Strange pastime took, and shook thy mighty Of restitution heard'st, and reverently

sides To the last trumpet's voice, in silence lis- | Indignantly,—the pride of navies fell; tened.

Beyond the arm of help, unheard, unseen, Great Ocean ! strongest of creation's sons, Sunk friend and foe, with all their wealth Unconquerable, unreposed, untired,

1 and war; That rolled the wild, profound, eternal bass,

And on thy shores, men of a thousand tribes, In nature's anthem, and made music, such

Polite and barbarous, trembling stood, As pleased the ear of God! original,

.amaz'e, Unmarred, unfade: work of Deity,

Confounded, terrified, and thought vast And unburlesqued by mortal's puny skill,

thoughts From age to age enduring and unchanged, | Of ruin, boundlessness, omnipotence, Majestical, inimitable, vast,

Infinitude, eternity,; and thought Loud uttering satire, day and night, on each And wondered still, and grasped, and Succeeding race, and little pom pous work

grasped, and grasped Of man!-unfallen, religious, holy sea, Again; beyond her reach, exerting all Thou bowedst thy glorious head to none, The soul, to take thy great idea in, feard'st none,

To comprehend incomprehensible; Heard'st none, to none did'st honour, but | And wondered more, and felt their littleness. to God

Self-purifying, unpolluted Sea ! Thy Maker, only worthy to receive

Lover unchangeable, thy faithful breast Thy great obeisance! Undiscover'd Sea! For ever heaving to the lovely Moon, Into thy dark, unknown, mysterious caves, That like a shy and holy virgin, robed And secret haunts, unfathomably deep

| In saintly white, walked nightly in the Beneatb all visible retired, none went

heavens, Aud came again, to tell the wonders there. And to thy everlasting serenade

Gave gracious audience, nor was woved in * The morning of the last Judgment.

vain.

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