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There is a sense of words upon mine ear.
An universal sound like words: Oh, list!
Thou, Earth, calm empire of a happy soul,
Sphere of divinest shapes and harmonies, Beautiful orb! gathering as thou dost roll
The love which paves thy path along the skies:
I hear: I am as a drop of dew that dies.
With wonder, as it gazes upon thee;
Of birds, is beauty, love, calm, harmony:
Ye kings of suns and stars, Dæmons and Gods,
Ætherial Dominations, who possess Elysian, windless, fortunate abodes
Beyond Heaven's constellated wilderness :
A VOICE from above.
Our great Republic hears, we are bless'd, and bless.
Ye happy dead, whom beams of brightest verse
Are clouds to hide, not colours to portray, Whether your nature is that universe
Which once ye saw and suffered
A Voice from beneath.
Or as they Whom we have left, we change and pass away.
Ye elemental Genii, who have homes
From man's high mind even to the central stone Of sullen lead ; from Heaven's star-fretted domes
To the dull weed some sea-worm battens on:
Spirits, whose homes are flesh : ye beasts and birds,
Ye worms, and fish; ye living leaves and buds; Lightning and wind ; and ye untameable herds,
; Meteors and mists, which throng air's solitudes:
Thy voice to us is wind among still woods.
Man, who wert once a despot and a slave ;
A dupe and a deceiver; a decay;
Through the dim night of this immortal day:
Speak: thy strong words may never pass away.
This is the day, which down the void abysm
And Conquest is dragged captive through the deep :
Of dead endurance, from the slippery, steep,
Gentleness, Virtue, Wisdom, and Endurance,
Which bars the pit over Destruction's strength;
The serpent that would clasp her with his length;
To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite;
To defy Power, which seems omnipotent;
Neither to change, nor falter, nor repent ;
SONNET: ENGLAND IN 1819.
An old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king, –
SONG TO THE MEN OF ENGLAND.
MEN of England, wherefore plough
Wherefore feed, and clothe, and save,
Sow seed, but let no tyrant reap ;
let not the idle wear ; Forge arms, — in your defence to bear.
Shrink to your cellars, holes, and cells ;
With plough and spade, and hoe and loom,