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From the great Gavel*, down by Leeza's Banks,
The day would be a very festival,
And those two bells of ours, which there you see
Upon the Barbary Coast-'Twas not a little
*The great Gavel, so called I imagine, from its resemblance to the Gable end of a house, is one of the highest of the Cumberland mountains. It stands at the head of the several vales of Ennerdale, Wastdale, and Borrowdale.
The Leeza is a River which follows into the Lake of Ennerdale on issuing from the Lake, it changes its name, and is called the End, Eyne, or Enna. It falls into the sea a little below Egremont.
Was sadly cross'd-Poor Leonard! when we parted,
He took me by the hand and said to me,
If ever the day came when he was rich,
He would grow old among us.
If that day
Should come, 'twould needs be a glad day for him;
You said his kindred all were in their graves,
And that he had one Brother
That is but
A fellow tale of sorrow.
From his youth
James, though not sickly, yet was delicate,
And Leonard being always by his side
Had done so many offices about him,
That, though he was not of a timid nature,
Yet still the spirit of a mountain boy
In him was somewhat check'd, and when his Brother
Was gone to sea and he was left alone
The little colour that he had was soon
Stolen from his cheek, he droop'd, and pin'd and pin'd:
But these are all the graves of full grown men!
Aye, Sir, that pass'd away: we took him to us.
He was the child of all the dale-he liv'd
Three months with one, and six months with another:
And wanted neither food, nor clothes, nor love,
And many, many happy days were his.
But, whether blithe or sad, 'tis my belief
His absent Brother still was at his heart.
And, when he liv'd beneath our roof, we found
He in his sleep would walk about, and sleeping
But this youth,
How did he die at last?
One sweet May morning,
It will be twelve years since, when Spring returns, He had gone forth among the new-dropp'd lambs, With two or three companions whom it chanc'd
Some further business summon'd to a house
Which stands at the Dale-head. James, tir'd perhaps,
Or from some other cause remain'd behind.
You see yon precipice-it almost looks
Like some vast building made of many crags,
That rises like a column from the vale,
Whence by our Shepherds it is call'd, the Pillar.
James, pointing to its summit, over which
Inform'd them that he there would wait for them:
Of which they took no heed: but one of them,
Which at this time was James's home, there learn'd
The morning came, and still, he was unheard of: The neighbours were alarm'd, and to the Brook Some went, and some towards the Lake; ere noon