Nor did aught of future days that kiss belie, Oh! mark the beauty of his eye: A frog leaps out from bordering grass, Which, with a generous shout, the crowd Do you observe him, and endeavour did ratify. To take the intruder into favour; And sending upward sparkling light. Nor blush if o'er your heart be stealin A love for things that have no feeling: ̧ The spring's first rose by you espied, May fill your breast with joyful pride; And you may love the strawberry-flowe Where a cross-legged Knight lies sculp- And love the strawberry in its bower; FAREWELL LINES. [Composed 1828 (?).-Published 1842.] "HIGH bliss is only for a higher state," But, surely, if severe afflictions borne With patience merit the reward of peace, Peace ye deserve; and may the solid good, Sought by a wise though late exchange, and here 5 With bounteous hand beneath a cottage. roof To you accorded, never be withdrawn, Nor for the world's best promises renounced. Most soothing was it for a welcome Fresh from the crowded city, to behold ro So when the rain is over, the storm laid, A pair of herons oft-times have I seen, Upon a rocky islet, side by side, 15 Drying their feathers in the sun, at ease; And so, when night with grateful gloom had fallen, Two glow-worms in such nearness that they shared, As seemed, their soft self-satisfying light, Each with the other, on the dewy ground, Where He that made them blesses their repose. 21 (SUGGESTED IN A WESTMORELAND COTTAGE.) [Composed 1834.-Published 1835.] DRIVEN in by Autumn's sharpening air From half-stripped woods and pastures bare, Brisk Robin seeks a kindlier home: Puzzles the listener with a doubt Heart-pleased we smile upon the Bird If seen, and with like pleasure stirred Commend him, when he's only heard. But small and fugitive our gain 10 15 20 25 30 Compared with hers who long hath lain, Where now she daily hears a strain The fever of that pale-faced Child; 35 To scare him as a trespasser, With images about her heart, Her forehead, like a breeze of Spring; 40 On human nature's second infancy. IL "Sweet babe! they say that I am mad, Thrice happy Creature! in all lands 1 The words “Matthew, Mark, and Luke, and John, Bless the bed that I lie on," 66 70 are part of a child's prayer, still in general use through the northern counties. 20 25 POEMS ON THE NAMING OF PLACES. ADVERTISEMENT. By persons resident in the country, and attached to rural objects, many places will be fou unnamed or of unknown names, where little Incidents must have occurred, or feelings been exp rienced, which will have given to such places a private and peculiar interest. From a wish to gi some sort of record to such Incidents, and renew the gratification of such feelings, Names ha been given to Places by the Author and some of his Friends, and the following Poems writt in consequence. The shepherd's dog, the linnet and th thrush, Vied with this waterfall, and made a sor Which, while I listened, seemed like th wild growth Or like some natural produce of the air, That could not cease to be. Green leav were here; But 'twas the foliage of the rocks-ti birch, The yew, the holly, and the bright gree thorn, With hanging islands of resplender furze : And on a summit, distant a short space, By any who should look beyond the dell A single mountain-cottage might be see I gazed and gazed, and to myself I said, "Our thoughts at least are ours; and thi wild nook, My EMMA', I will dedicate to thee." -Soon did the spot become my othe May call it by the name of EMMA'S DELL 1 Emma: the poet's sister Dora, just as E meline is elsewhere used as a pseudonym f Dorothy. See editor's note on To a Butter 25 p. 897.-ED. Of common pleasure: beast and bird, the lamb, |