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which, by rendering territorial incorporation impossible, Cheer'st the low threshold of the peasant's cell !
utterly precludes the desire of conquest under the most - Not unrejoiced I see thee climb the sky
seductive shape it can assume, enables her to rely, for In naked splendour, clear from mist or haze,
her defence against foreign foes, chiefly upon a species Or cloud approaching to divert the rays,
of armed force from which her own liberties have Which even in deepest winter testify
nothing to fear. Such are the privileges of her situation;

Thy power and majesty,
and, by permitting, they invite her to give way to the Dazzling the vision that presumes to gaze.
courageous instincts of human nature, and to strengthen-Well does thine aspect usher in this Day;
and to refine them by culture. But some have more As aptly suits therewith that timid pace
than ivsinuated that a design exists to subvert the civil

Submitted to the chains character of the English people by unconstitutional ap- That bind thee to the path which God ordains plications and unnecessary increase of military power.

That thou shalt trace, The advisers and alettors of such a design, were it pos- Till, with the heavens and earth, thou pass away! sible that it should exist, would be guilty of the most Nor less, the stillness of these frosty plains, heinous crime, which, upon this planet, can be com Their utter stillness, and the silent grace mitted. The author, trusting that this apprehension of yon ethereal summits white with snow, ariscs from the delusive intluences of an honourable (Whose tranquil pomp, and spotless purity, jealousy, hopes that the martial qualities he venerates

Tieport of storms gone by will be fostered by adhering to those good old usages

To us who tread below) which experience has sanctioned; and by availing our Do with the service of this Day accord. selves of new means of indisputable promise : particu- | -Divinest Object, which the uplifted eye larly by applying, in its utmost possible extent, that Of mortal man is suffered to behold; system of tuition whose master-spring is a habit of Thou, who upon yon snow-clad Heights hast poured gradually enlightened subordination ;-by imparting Meek splendour, nor forget'st the humble Vale, knowledge, civil, moral and religious, in such measure Thou who dost warm Earth's universal mould, that the mind, among all classes of the community, And for thy bounty wert pot unadored may love, admire, and be prepared and accomplished

By pious men of old; to defend that country under whose protection its fa- Once more, heart-cheering Sun, I bid thee hail! culties have been unfolded, and its riches acquired ;– Bright be thy course to-day, let not this promise fail! by just dealing towards all orders of the state, so that no members of it being trampled upon, courage may every

'Mid the deep quiet of this morning hour, where continue to rest immoveably upon its ancient All nature seems to hear me while I speak, English foundation, personal self-respect ;-by adequate By feelings urged, that do not vainly seek rewards, and permanent honours, conferred upon the Apt language, ready as the tuneful notes deserving ;- by encouraging athletic exercises and man. That strcam in blithe succession from the throats ly sports among the peasantry of the country ;-and by

Of birds in leafy bower, especial care to provide and support Institutions, in Warbling a farewell to a vernal shower. which, during a time of peace, a reasonable proportion – There is a radiant but a short-lived flame, of the youth of the country may be instructed in mili- That burns for Poets in the dawning East; tary science.

And oft my soul hath kindled at the same, The author has only to add, that he should feel little When the captivity of sleep had ceased; satisfaction in giving to the world these limited attempts. But he who fixed immovably the frame to celebrate the virtues of his country, if he did not Of the round world, and built, by laws as strong, encourage a hope that a subject, which it has fallen

A solid refuge for distress, within his province to treat only in the mass, will by

The towers of righteousness; other poets be illustrated in that detail which its impor- He knows that from a holier altar came tance calls for, and which will allow opportunities to The quickening spark of this day's sacrifice; give the merited applause to PERSONS as well as to knows that the source is nobler whence doth rise

The current of this main song;
W. WORDSWORTH.

That deeper far it lies
RYDAL MOUNT, March 18, 1816.

Than aught dependent on the fickle skies.

Have we not conquered ?— By the vengeful sword?

Ah no, by dint of Magnanimity;
ODE.

That curbed the baser passions, and left free
THE MORNING OF THE DAY APPOINTED FOR A GENERAL A loyal band to follow their liege Lord,
THANKSGIVING. JANUARY 18, 1816.

Clear-sighted Honour-and his staid Compeers, Hail, universal Source of pure delight!

Along a track of most unnatural years,

In execution of heroic deeds;
Thou that canst shed the bliss of gratitude
On hearts howe'er insensible or rude;

Whose memory, spotless as the crystal beads

Of morning dew upon the untrodden meads, Whether thy orient visitations smite

Shall live enrolled above the starry spheres. The haughty towers where monarchs dwell;

- Who to the murmurs of an earthly string, Or thou, impartial Sun, with presence bright

Of Britain's acts would sing, 'The Ode was published along with other pioces, now interspersed

He with enraptured voice will tell through this Volume.

Of One whose spirit no reverse could quell;

THINGS.

of Ope that mid the failing never failed :

What steps so suitable as those that move
Who paints how Britain struggled and prevailed Jo prompt obedience to spontaneous measures
Shall represent her labouring with an eye

Of glory—and felicity—and love,
Of circumspect humanity;

Surrendering the whole heart to sacred pleasures ?
Shall shew her clothed with strength and skill,
All martial duties to fulfil;

Land of our fathers! precious unto me Firm as a rock iu stationary fight :

Since the first joys of thinking infancy; In motion rapid as the lightning's gleam;

When of thy gallant chivalry I read, Fierce as a flood-gate bursting in the night

And hugged the volume on my sleepless bed! To rouse the wicked from their giddy dream

O England !-dearer far than life is dear, Woe, woe to all that face her in the field !

If I forget thy prowess, never more
Appalled she may not be, and cannot yield.

Be thy ungrateful Son allowed to hear
And thus is missed the sole true glory

Thy green leaves rustle, or thy torrents roar!
That can belong to human story!

But how can He be faithless to the past,
At which they only shall arrive

Whose soul, intolerant of base decline,
Who through the abyss of weakness dive.

Saw in thy virtue a celestial sign, The very humblest are too proud of heart:

That bade him hope, and to his hope cleave fast ! And one brief day is righdy set apart

The Nations strove with puissance ;--at length To Him who lifteth up and layeth low;

Wide Europe heaved, impatient to be cast, For that Almighty God to whom we owe,

With all her living strength,

With all her armed Powers, Say not that we have vanquished—but that we survive.

Upon the offensive shores. How dreadful the dominion of the impure!

The trumpet blew a universal blast! Why should the song be tardy to proclaim

But Thou art foremost in the field ;-there stand: That less than power unbounded could not tame

Receive the triumph destined to thy Hand ! That Soul of Evil—which, from Hell let loose,

All States have glorified themselves;-their claims Rad filled the astonished world with such abuse,

Are weighed by Providence, in balance even; As boundless patience only could endure ?

And now, in preference to the mightiest names, - Wide-wasted regions—cities wrapt in flame

To Thee the exterminating sword is given. Who sees, and feels, may lift a streaming eye

Dread mark of approbation, justly gained !
To heaven, -who never saw may heave a sigh ;

Exalted office, worthily sustained !
But the foundation of our nature shakes,
And with an infinite pain the spirit aches,

Imagination, ne'er before content,
When desolated countries, towns on fire,

But aye ascending, restless in her pride,

From all that man's performance could present, Are but the avowed attire Of warfare waged with desperate mind

Stoops to that closing deed magnificent,

And with the embrace is satisfied.
Against the life of virtue in mankind;

— Fly, ministers of Fame,
Assaulting without ruth
The citadels of truth;

Whate'er your means, whatever help ye claim,
While the whole forest of civility

Bear through the world these tidings of delight ! Is doomed to perish, to the last fair tree !

- Hours, Days, and Months, have borne them, in the sight

Of mortals, travelling faster than the shower, A crouching purpose-a distracted will —

That land-ward stretches from the sea, Opposed to hopes that battened upon scorn,

The morning's splendours to devour; And to desires whose ever-waxing horn

But this appearance scattered ecstasy, Not all the light of earthly power could fill;

And heart-sick Europe blessed the healing power. Opposed to dark, deep plots of patient skill,

The shock is given-the Adversaries bleedAnd to celerities of lawless force;

Lo, Justice triumphs! Earth is freed! Which spurning God, bad flung away remorse- Such glad assurance suddenly went forthWhat could they gain but shadows of redress ? It pierced the caverns of the sluggish North-So bad proceeded propagating worse;

Jt found no barrier on the ridge And discipline was passion's dire excess.

Of Andes-frozen gulfs became its bridgeWidens the fatal web, its lines extend,

The vast Pacific gladdens with the freightAnd deadlier poisons in the chalice blend

Upon the Lakes of Asia 't is bestowedWhen will your trials teach you to be wise ?

The Arabian desert shapes a willing road, -0 prostrate Lands, consult your agonies !

Across her burning breast,

For this refreshing incense from the West !
No more-the guilt is banished,

-Where snakes and lions breed,
And, with the Guilt, the Shame is fled;

Where towns and cities thick as stars appear, And, with the Guilt and Shame, the Woe hath vanished, Wherever fruits are gathered, and where'er Shaking the dust and ashes from her head!

| The upturned soil receives the hopeful seed-No more-these lingerings of distress

While the Sun rules, and cross the shades of nightSally the limpid stream of thankfulness.

The unwearied arrow liath pursued its flight ! What robe can Gratitude employ

The eyes of good men thankfully give heed, So seemly as the radiant vest of Joy?

And in its sparkling progress read • A discipline the rule whereof is passion.-LORD BAOOK. How virtue triumphs, from her bondage freed!

Tyrants exult to hear of kingdoms won,
And slaves are pleased to learn that mighty feats are done ;
Even the proud Realm, from whose distracted borders
This messenger of good was launched in air,
France, conquered France, amid her wild disorders,
Feels, and hereafter shall the truth declare,
That she too lacks not reason to rejoice,
And utter England's name with sadly-plausive voice.

Preserve, O Lord! within our hearts
The memory of thy favour,
That else insensibly departs,

And loses its sweet savour!
Lodge it within us !-as the power of light
Lives inexhaustiblý in precious gems,
Fixed on the front of Eastern diadems,
So shine our thankfulness for ever bright!
What offering, what transcendent monument
Shall our sincerity to Thee present?
-Not work of hands; but trophies that may reach
To highest Heaven-the labour of the soul;
That builds, as thy unerring precepts leach,
Upon the inward victories of each,
Her hope of lasting glory for the whole.

- Yet might it well become that City now, Into whose breast the tides of grandeur flow, To whom all persecuted men retreat; If a new Temple lift her votive brow Upon the shore of silver Thames--to greet The peaceful guest advancing from afar. Bright be the distant Fabric, as a star Fresh risen-and beautiful within !--there meet Dependence infinite, proportion just ; -A Pile that Grace approves, that Time can trust With his most sacred wealth, heroic dust!

But if the valiant of this land
In reverential modesty demand,
That all observance, duc to them, be paid
Where their serene progenitors are laid;
Kings, warriors, high-souled poets, saint-like sages,
England's illustrious sons of long, long ages;
Be it not unordained that solemn rites,
Within the circuit of those Gothic walls,
Shall be performed at pregnant intervals ;
Commemoration holy, that unites
The living generations with the dead ;

By the deep soul-moving sense
Of religious eloquence,
By visual pomp, and by the tie
Of sweet and threatening harmony;
Soft notes, awful as the omen
Of destructive tempests coming,
And escaping from that sadness
Into elevated gladness;
While the white-robed choir attendant,

Under mouldering banners pendant,
Provoke all potent symphonies to raise

Songs of victory and praise,
For them who bravely stood unlıurt, or bled
With medicable wounds, or found their graves
Upon the battle-fiehl, or under ocean's waves;
Or were conducted home in single state,
And long procession-there to lie,
Where their sons' sons, and all posterity,
Unhcard by them, their deeds shall celebrate!

Nor will the God of peace and love
Such martial service disapprove.
He guides the Pestilence--the cloud
Of locusts travels on his breath;

The region that in hope was ploughed
His drought consumes, his mildew laints with death,

He springs the hushed Volcano's mine;
Не

puts the Earthquake on her still desiga,
Darkens the sun, hath bade the forest sink,
And, drinking towas and cities, still can drink
Cities and towns-t is Thou--the work is Thine!
-The fierce Tornado sleeps within thy courts-

He hears the word-he tlies-

And navies perish in their ports; For Thou art angry with thine enemies!

For these, and for our errors

And sins, that point their terrors,
We bow our heads before Thee, and we laud
And magnify thy name, Almighty God!

But thy most dreaded instrument
In working out a pure intent,
Is Man-arrayed for mutual slaughter, -

Yea, Carnage is thy daughter!
Thou cloth'st the wicked in their dazzling mail,
And by thy just permission they prevail;

Thioc arm from peril guards the coasts

Of them who in thy laws delight:
Thy presence turns the scale of doubtful fight,
Tremendous God of ballles, Lord of Hosts !

To THEE---TO THEE-
On this appointed Day shall thanks ascend,
That Thou hast brought our warfare to an end,
And that we need no second victory!
Ha! what a ghastly sigbit for man to see;
And to the heavenly saints in peace who dwell,

For a brief moment, terrible;
But to thy sovereign penetration, fair,
Before whom all things are, that were,
All judgments that have been, or e'er shall be,
Links in the chain of thy tranquillity!
Along the bosom of this favoured Nation,
Breathe thou, this day, a vital undulation !

Let all who do this land inherit

Be conscious of Thy moving spirit!
Oh, 't is a goodly Ordinance,-the sight,
Though sprung from bleeding war, is one of pure delight;
Bless thou the hour, or ere the hour arrive,
When a whole people shall kneel down in prayer,
And, at one moment, in one rapture, strive
With lip and heart to tell their gratitude

For thy protecting care,
Their solemn joy-praising the Eternal Lord

For tyranny subdued,
And for the sway of equity renewed,
For liberty confirmed, and peace restored !

But hark—the summons !-down the placid Lake
Floats the soft cadence of the Church-lower bells ;
Bright shines the Sun, as if his beams might wake
The tender insects sleeping in their cells;
Bright shines the Sun-and not a breeze to shake
The drops that tip the melting icicles.

0, enter now his temple gate! Inviting words-perchance already tlung, (As the crowd press devoutly down the aisle

Of some old Minster's venerable pile)
From voices into zealous passion stung,

While the tubed engine feels the inspiring blast, | And has begun-its clouds of sound to cast

Towards the empyreal Heaven,

As if the fretted roof were riven.
Us, humbler ceremonies now await;
But in the bosom, with devont respect,
The banner of our joy we will erect,
And strength of love our souls shall clevate :
For to a few collected in his name,
Their beavenly Father will incline an ear
Gracious to service hallowed by its aim;-
Awake! the majesty of God revere!

Go-and with foreheads meekly bowed
Present your prayers-yo-and rejoice aloud-

The Holy One will hear!
And what, 'mid silence deep, with faith sincere,
Ye, in your low and undisturbed estate,
Shall simply feel and purely meditate
Of warnings—from the unprecedented might,
Which, in our time, the impious have disclosed;
And of more arduous duties thence imposed
Upon the future advocates of right;

Of mysteries revealed,
And judgments unrepealed, -
Of earthly revolution,

And final retribution,
To his omniscience will appear
An offering not unworthy to find place,
On this high Day of Tuanks, before the Throne of Grace!

Memorials of a Tour on the Continent. 1820.

DEDICATION

'T is passed away ;-and now the sunless hour,
That slowly introducing peaceful night

Best suits with fallen grandeur, to my sight
DEAR Fellow-Travellers! think not that the Muse
Presents to notice these memorial Lays,

Offers the beauty, the magnificence,
Roping the general eye thereon will

Gaze,

speaks of it in lines which I cannot deny myself the pleasure of conAs ou a mirror that gives back the hues

necting with my own. Of living Nature; no-though free to chase

Time hath not wronged her, nor hath Ruin sought The greenest bowers, the most inviting ways,

Rudely her splendid structures to destroy, The fairest landscapes and the brightest days,

Save in those recent days, with evil fraught,

When Murability, in dronken joy lier skill she tried with less ambitious views.

Triumphant, and from all restraint released, For You she wrought;-ye only can supply

Let loose ber fierce and many-beadedi beast. The life, the truth, the beauty: she coufides

But for the scars in that onhappy rage in that enjoyment which with you abides,

Inflicted, firm sbe stands and undecayed ; Trusts to your love and vivid memory;

Like our first Sires, a beautiful old age 1 Thus far contented, that for You her verse

Is hers in venerable years arroyed ; Shall lack not power the a melting soul to pierce !»

And yet, to ber, benigrant stars may bring,

What fato denies to man,--a second spring.
W. WORDS WORT!!,

When I may read of tilts in days of old,
RYDAL Mount, January, 1822.

And tourneys graced by Chieftains of renown,
Fair dames, grave citizens, and warriors bold,

If fancy would pourtray some stately town,

Which for such pomp fit theatre should be, FISH-WOMEN.-ON LANDING AT CALAIS.

Fair Bruges, I shall tben remember thee. Tis said, fantastic Occan doth enfold

Jo this City are many vestiges of the splendour of the Bargundian The likeness of whate'er on Land is seen;

Dukedom, and tbe long black mantle universally worn by the feBut, if the Nered Sisters and their Queen,

males is protably a remnant of the old Spanish connexion, which,

if I do not much deceive myself, is traceable in the grave deportAbove whose beads the Tide so long bath rolled,

ment of its inhabitants. Bruges is comparatively little disturbed The Dames resemble whom we here behold,

big that curious contest, or rather conflict, of Flemish with French How terrible bencath the opening waves

propensities in matters of taste, so conspicuous brough other parts To sink, and meet them in their fretted caves,

of Flanders. The hotel 10 wbich we drove at Ghent furnished an

odd instance, Tittarred, grotrsque-immeasurably old,

In the passages were paintings and statues, after the

antique, of liebe and Apollo ; and in the garden a little pond, about And sbrill and fierce in accent!-Fcar it not ;

a yard and half in diameter, with a weeping willow bending over it, For they Earth's fairest Daughters do excel;

and under the shade of that tree, in the centre of the pond, a wooden Pure undecaying beauty is their lot;

painted statue of a Dutch or Flemish Foor, looking ineffably tender Their voices into liquid music swell,

upon his mistress, and embracing her. A living deck, tethered at

The feet of the statues, alternately tormented a miserable cel and Thrilling each pearly cleft and sparry grot

itself with endeavours to escape from its bonds and prison. Had we The undisturbed Abodes where Sea-nymphs dwell! cbanced to espy the hostess of ibe hotel in this quoint rural retreat,

the exbibition would have teen complete. She was a true Flemisha

figure, in the dress of the days of Hollein, - ber symbol of office a BRUGES.

weighty bunch of keys, prodent from her portly waist. In Brussels,

the modern taste in costume, architecture, etc. bas got the mastery: Barges I saw attired with golden light

in Gbeat there is a struggle: bat in Braçes old images are still paStreamed from the west) as with a robe of power:

ramount, and an air of monastic life among the quiet goings-on of

a thinly-peopled City is inespressilly soothing ;-a pensive cruce This is not the first portical tribute which in our times has been seems to be cast over all, even the very children. -- Estruci frum paid 10 ibis beautiful City. Mr Southey, in the Poet's Pilgrimage, » Journal.

And sober graces, left her for defence

To sweep from many an old romantic strain Against the injuries of Time, the spite

That faith which no devotion may renew! Of Fortune, and the desolating storms

Why does this puny Church present to view Of future War. Advance not-spare to hide,

Its feeble columns? and that scanty Chair! O gentle Power of Darkness! these mild hues;

This Sword that one of our weak times might sear; Obscure not yet these silent avenues

Objects of false pretence, or meanly true! Of stateliest Architecture, where the forms

If from a Traveller's fortune I might claim
Of Nun-like Females, with soft motion, glide!

A palpable memorial of that day,
Then would I seek the Pyrenean Breach

Which ROLAND clove with huge two-handed sway,
BRUGES.

And to the enormous labour left his name,

Where unremitting frosts the rocky Crescent bleach."
Tue Spirit of Antiquity-enshrined
Jn sumptuous Buildings, vocal in sweet Song,
In Picture, speaking with heroic tongue,

IN THE CATHEDRAL AT COLOGNE.
And with devout solemnities entwined-
Strikes to the seat of grace within the mind:

O for the help of Angels to complete
Hence Forms that glide with swan-like case along; This Temple-Angels governed by a plan
Hence motions, even amid the vulgar throng,

How gloriously pursued by daring Man, To an harmonious decency confined;

Studious that He might not disdain the seat As if the Streets were consecrated ground,

Who dwells in Heaven! But that inspiring heat The City one vast Temple-dedicate

Hath failed; and now, ye Powers! whose gorgeous wines To mutual respect in thought and deed;

And splendid aspect yon emblazonings To leisure, to forbearances sedate;

But faintly picture, 't were an office meet To social cares from jarring passions freed;

For you, on these unfinished Shafts to try
A nobler peace than that in deserts found!

The midnight virtues of your harmony:-
This vast Design might teinpt you to repeat

Strains that call forth upon empyreal ground
AFTER VISITING THE FIELD OF WATERLOO. | Immortal Fabrics-rising to the sound
A WINGÈD Goddess, clothed in vesture wrought

Of penetrating harps and voices sweet!
Of rainbow colours; One whose port was bold,
Whose overburthened hand could scarcely hold
The glittering crowns and garlands which it brought, IN A CARRIAGE, UPON THE BANKS OF THE
Hovered in air above the far-famed Spot.

RHINE.
She vanished-leaving prospect blank and cold
Of wind-swept corn that wide around us rolled

Amid this dance of objects sadness steals
In dreary billows, wood, and meagre cot,

O'er the defrauded heart—while sweeping by, And monuments that soon must disappear:

As in a fit of Thespian jollity, Yet a dread local recompense we found;

Beneath her vine-leaf crown the green Earth reels : While glory seemed betrayed, while patriot zeal

Backward, in rapid evanescence, wheels Sank in our hearts, we felt as Men should feel

The venerable pageantry of Time, With such vast hoards of hidden carnage near,

Each beetling ramparı-and each tower sublime,
And horror breathing from the silent ground !

And what the Dell unwillingly reveals
Of lurking cloistral arch, through trees espied
Near the bright River's edge. Yet why repine?

Pedestrian
SCENERY BETWEEN NAMUR AND LIEGE.

erty shall yet be mine

To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze: What lovelier home could gentle Fancy chuse?

Freedom which youth with copious hand supplied, Is this the Stream, whose cities, heights, and plains,

May in fit measure bless my later days.
War's favourite play-ground, are with crimson stains
Familiar, as the Morn with pearly dews?
The Moro, chat now, along the silver Meuse,

HYMN,
Spreading her peaceful ensigns, calls the Swains
To tend their silent boats and ringing wains,

FOR THE BOATMEN, AS THEY APPROACH TIE RAPIDS, Or strip the bough whose mellow fruit bestrews

UNDER THE CASTLE OF HEIDELBERG.
The ripening corn beneath it. As mine eyes

Jesu! bless our slender Boat,
Turn from the fortified and threatening hill,
How sweet the prospect of yon watery glade,

By the current swept along;
With its grey rocks clustering in pensive shade,

Loud its threatenings- let them pot

Drown the music of a song,
That, shaped like old monastic turrets, rise
From the smooth meadow-ground, serene and still!

1. Let a wall of rocks be imagined from three to six hundred for in height, and rising between France and Spain, so as physically the separate the two kingdoms- let us fancy this wall carved like a

crescent, with its convexity towards France. Lastly, let me surpm, AIX-LA-CHAPELLE.

that in the very middle of the wall a breach of three hundred

wide has been boaten down by the famous Roland, and we may base Was it to disenchant, and to undo,

a good idea of what the mountaineers call be · BRECK ve ReThat we approached the Seat of Charlemaine?

LAND.'

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