Imagens da página
PDF

Of sm and aspect too magnificent To be destroyed. But worthier still of note Are those fraternal Four of Borrowdale, joined in one solemn and capacious grove; Huge trunks!—and each particular trunk a growth Of intertwisted fibres serpentine Troiling, and inveterately convolved, No uninformed with Phantasy, and looks That threaten the profane;—a pillared shade, Twn whose grassless floor of red-brown hue, # shellings from the pining umbrage tinged Perennially—beneath whose sable roof 0 longs, as if for festal purpose, decked With unrejoicing berries, ghostly Shapes May meet at noontide—Fear and trembling Hope, Silence and Foresight—Death the Skeleton And Time the Shadow, --there to celebrate, As in a natural temple scattered o'er With altars undisturbed of mossy stone, United worship; or in mute repose Tolie, and listem to the mountain flood Mimuring from Glaramara's inmost caves.

VIEW FROM THE TOP OF BLACK COMB*.

This Height a ministering Angel might select: For from the summit of BLAck Comb (dread name Derived from clouds and storms 1) the amplest range Of unobstructed prospect may be seen That British ground commands: — low dusky tracts, Where Trent is nursed, far southward Cambrian Hills To the south-west, a multitudinous show; Ali in a line of eye-sight linked with these, The hary Peaks of Scotland that give birth To Two's Stream, to Annan, Tweed, and Clyde;— "wing the quarter whence the sun comes forth "ol Mountains rough with crags; beneath, o at the imperial Station's western base, Win Ocean, breaking audibly, and stretched *imosilent regions blue and pale; — "visibly engirding Mona's Isle ** we left the Plain, before our sight * like a lossy Mount, uplifting slowly *we the convex of the watery globe) o * view the cultured fields that streak "hilable shores; but now appears A dwindled object, and submits to lie * Spectator's feet—Yon azure Ridge, *** Perishable cloud, Or, there ro ***hold the line of Erin's coast, '* Comb stan, at the southern extremity of Cumber

[ocr errors]
[ocr errors]

"tommands a - Britain * extensive view than any other point in

Land sometimes by the roving shepherd-swain
(Like the bright confines of another world)
Not doubtfully perceived. —Look homeward now !
In depth, in height, in circuit, how serene
The spectacle, how pure!—Of Nature's works,
In earth, and air, and earth-embracing sea,
A revelation infinite it seems;
Display august of man's inheritance,
Of Britain's calm felicity and power!

NUTTING.

It seems a day (I speak of one from many singled out) One of those heavenly days which cannot die; When, in the eagerness of boyish hope, I left our Cottage-threshold, sallying forth With a huge wallet o'er my shoulders slung, A nutting-crook in hand, and turned my steps Toward the distant woods, a Figure quaint, Tricked out in proud disguise of cast-off weeds Which for that service had been husbanded, By exhortation of my frugal Dame; Motley accoutrement, of power to smile At thorns, and brakes, and brambles, – and, in truth, More ragged than need was: Among the woods, And o'er the pathless rocks, I forced my way Until, at length, I came to one dear nook Unvisited, where not a broken bough Drooped with its withered leaves, ungracious sign Of devastation, but the hazels rose Tall and erect, with milk-white clusters hung, A virgin scene—A little while I stood, " Breathing with such suppression of the heart As joy delights in ; and, with wise restraint Voluptuous, fearless of a rival, eyed The banquet, — or beneath the trees I sate Among the flowers, and with the flowers I played, A temper known to those, who, after long And weary expectation, have been blest With sudden happiness beyond all hope. — Perhaps it was a bower beneath whose leaves The violets of five seasons re-appear And fade, unseen by any human eye; Where fairy water-breaks do murmur on For ever, — and I saw the sparkling foam, And with my cheek on one of those green stones That, fleeced with moss, beneath the shady trees, Lay round me, scattered like a flock of sheep, I heard the murmur and the murmuring sound, In that sweet mood when pleasure loves to pay Tribute to ease; and, of its joy secure, The heart luxuriates with indifferent things, Wasting its kindliness on stocks and stones, And on the vacant air. Then up I rose, And dragged to earth both branch and bough, with crash

[merged small][ocr errors][ocr errors][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small]
[merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][ocr errors][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small]
[blocks in formation]
[ocr errors][ocr errors][ocr errors][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][ocr errors][ocr errors][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small]

And the colours have all passed away from her eyes.

[ocr errors]
[graphic]
« AnteriorContinuar »