As he giveth to all to drink, Thus or thus they are and think. To make them several or such. With one drop sheds form and feature, The third adds heat's indulgent spark, To play his sweet will, glad and wild ; This vault which glows immense with light A bunch of fragrant lilies be, Or the stars of eternity? Alike to him the better, the worse, The glowing angel, the outcast corse. Thou metest him by centuries, And lo! he passes like the breeze; Thou seek'st in globe and galaxy, He hides in pure transparency; Thou askest in fountains and in fires, He is the axis of the star; He is the sparkle of the spar; He is the heart of every creature; He is the meaning of each feature ; And his mind is the sky Than all it holds more deep, more high.' MONADNOC. THOUSAND minstrels woke within me, 'Our music's in the hills;' Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-coloured rills. Up!—If thou knew'st who calls To twilight parks of beech and pine, High over the river intervals, Above the ploughman's highest line, Over the owner's farthest walls ; Up! where the airy citadel O'erlooks the purging landscape's swell. Let not unto the stones the day Her lily and rose, her sea and land display ; Read the celestial sign! Lo! the South answers to the North ; Bookworm, break this sloth urbane ; A greater Spirit bids thee forth, Than the grey dreams which thee detain. E Mark how the climbing Oreads Youth, for a moment free as they, Accept the bounty of thy birth; Taste the lordship of the earth. I heard and I obeyed, Assured that he who pressed the claim, Well-known, but loving not a name, Ere yet the summoning voice was still, I turned to Cheshire's haughty hill. From the fixed cone the cloud-rack flowed Like ample banner flung abroad Round about, a hundred miles, With invitation to the sea, and to the bordering isles. In his own loom's garment drest, By his own bounty blest, Fast abides this constant giver, To far eyes, an ærial isle, Unploughed, which finer spirits pile, Which morn and crimson evening paint For bard, for lover, and for saint; The country's core, Inspirer, prophet evermore, Pillar which God aloft had set So that men might it not forget, Barometer, and chemic phial, The Titan minds his sky-affairs, Rich rents and wide alliance shares ; By the great sun in light and shade, And sweet varieties of chance, And the mystic seasons' dance, And thief-like step of liberal hours Which thawed the snow drift into flowers. O wondrous craft of plant and stone By eldest science done and shown! |