Westmorland, Cumberland, Durham, and Northumberland, 3. köide

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H. Fisher, R. Fisher, & P. Jackson, 1832 - 220 pages

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Page 204 - The river nobly foams and flows, The charm of this enchanted ground, And all its thousand turns disclose Some fresher beauty varying round; The haughtiest breast its wish might bound Through life to dwell delighted here; Nor could on earth a spot be found To nature and to me so dear, Could thy dear eyes in following mine Still sweeten more these banks of Rhine! LVI. By Coblentz, on a rise of gentle ground, There is a small and simple pyramid, Crowning the summit of the verdant mound ; Beneath its...
Page 204 - ... the clouds, The mist, the shadows, light of golden suns, Motions of moonlight, all come thither — touch, And have an answer — thither come, and shape A language not unwelcome to sick hearts And idle spirits : — there the sun himself, At the calm close of summer's longest day Rests his substantial orb ; — between those heights And on the top of either pinnacle, More keenly than elsewhere in night's blue vault, Sparkle the stars, as of their station proud. Thoughts are not busier in the...
Page 204 - Your prized companions. — Many are the notes Which, in his tuneful course, the wind draws forth From rocks, woods, caverns, heaths, and dashing shores ; And well those lofty brethren bear their part In the wild concert, — chiefly when the storm...
Page 209 - The trout is banished by the sordid stream; Heavy, and dripping, to the breezy brow Slow move the harmless race : where, as they spread Their swelling treasures to the sunny ray, Inly disturbed, and wondering what this wild Outrageous tumult means, their loud complaints The country fill; and, tossed from rock to rock, Incessant bleatings run around the hills.
Page 204 - Thus never shall the indignities of time Approach their reverend graces unopposed ; Nor shall the elements be free to hurt Their fair proportions ; nor the blinder rage Of bigot zeal, madly to overturn...
Page 210 - List ! — I heard, From yon huge breast of rock, a solemn bleat, Sent forth as if it were the mountain's voice, As if the visible mountain made the cry. Again...

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