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XII.

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Approached this glory of the firmament;

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But studious only to remove from sight

Day's mutable distinctions. Ancient Power!

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Thus did the waters gleam, the mountains lower,

To the rude Briton, when, in wolf-skin vest

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Looked ere his eyes were closed. By him was seen

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-a spectacle as old

As the beginning of the heavens and earth!

XIV.

WITH how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the sky,
How silently, and with how wan a face !*

Where art thou? Thou whom I have seen on high
Running among the clouds a wood-nymph's race!
Unhappy Nuns, whose common breath's a sigh
Which they would stifle, move at such a pace!
The northern Wind, to call thee to the chase,
Must blow to-night his bugle horn. Had I
The power of Merlin, Goddess! this should be:
And the keen Stars, fast as the clouds were riven,
Should sally forth, an emulous Company,

Sparkling, and hurrying through the clear blue heaven;
But, Cynthia! should to thee the palm be given,
Queen both for beauty and for majesty.

* From a Sonnet of Sir Philip Sidney.

XV.

EVEN as a dragon's eye that feels the stress
Of a bedimming sleep, or as a lamp
Suddenly glaring through sepulchral damp,
So burns yon Taper mid a black recess
Of mountains, silent, dreary, motionless:
The Lake below reflects it not; the sky
Muffled in clouds affords no company
To mitigate and cheer its loneliness.
Yet round the body of that joyless Thing,
Which sends so far its melancholy light,

Perhaps are seated in domestic ring
A gay society with faces bright,

Conversing, reading, laughing;— or they sing,

While hearts and voices in the song unite.

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MARK the concentred Hazels that enclose
Yon old grey Stone, protected from the ray
Of noontide suns: and even the beams that play
And glance, while wantonly the rough wind blows,

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Are seldom free to touch the moss that grows

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The very image framing of a Tomb,

In which some ancient Chieftain finds repose
Among the lonely mountains.

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And Thou, grey Stone, the pensive likeness keep Of a dark chamber where the Mighty sleep prof For more than Fancy to the influence bends

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To mimic Time's forlorn humanities.

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