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WHEN days are long and skies are bright,
FROM “PARADISE LOST."
THE earth was formed, but in the womb as yet
Of waters, embryon immature involved,
Appeared not; over all the face of earth
Main ocean flowed, not idle ; but, with warm
Prolific humor softening all her globe,
Fermented the great mother to conceive,
Satiate with genial moisture; when God said,
“Be gathered now, ye waters under heaven,
Into one place, and let dry land appear.”
Immediately the mountains huge appear
Emergent, and their broad bare backs upheave
Into the clouds; their tops ascend the sky: A mossy hummock for my pillow.
So high as heaved the tumid hills, so low
Down sunk a hollow bottom broad and deep,
Above the bare, brown margin growing, Hasted with glad precipitance, uprolled,
As drops on dust conglobing from the dry:
For haste; such flight the great command im-
Of trumpet (for of armies thou hast heard)
Wave rolling after wave, where way they found, The red-capped workman on a limb,
If steep, with torrent rapture, if through plain, Up, down, in circles briskly hopping,
Soft ebhing; nor withstood them rock or hill; Nods to the helpmeet calling him,
But they, or under ground, or circuit wide
With serpent error wandering, found their way,
Easy, ere God had bid the ground be dry,
All but within those banks, where rivers now
Stream, and perpetual draw their humid train. While faintly from the distant hill
The dry land, Earth ; and the great receptacle Come tinkling bells and low of cattle.
Of congregated waters, he called Seas;
And saw that it was good : and said, “Let the The waves in long procession tread
earth Upon the beach in solemn motion,
Put forth the verdant grass, herb yielding seed, Fringed with white breakers ; overhead,
And fruit-tree yielding fruit after her kind, Cloud-islands dot the upper ocean.
Whose seed is in herself upon the earth.”
He scarce had said, when the bare earth, till then
Desert and bare, unsightly, unadorned,
Brought forth the tender grass, whose verdure
clad Is, like the apples, to grow mellow.
Her universal face with pleasant green ;
Then herbs of every leaf, that sudden flowered And since the summer will not stay,
Opening their various colors, and made gay And since the winter follows fleetly,
Her bosom, smelling sweet : and, these scarce To fitly use the passing day
blown, Requires my time and thought completely. Forth flourished thick the clustering vine, forth
crept But, if of life I get the best,
The swelling gourd, up stood the corny reed The use of wealth without its fetters,
Embattled in her field, and the humble shrub,
And bush with frizzled hair implicit : last
Rose, as in dance, the stately trees, and spread
H. E. WARNER.
Their blossoms : with high woods the fields were Till night; then in the east her turn she shines,
Revolved on heaven's great axle, and her reign
With their bright luminaries that set and rose,
Again the Almighty spake, “Let there be lights And every bird of wing after his kind;
And saw that it was good, and blessed them,
And lakes, and running streams, the waters fill;
And let the fowl be multiplied on the earth.”
With fry innumerable swarm, and shoals
Of fish that with their fins, and shining scales,
Bank the mid sea : part single, or with mate, To illuminate the earth, and rule the day,
Graze the sea-weed their pasture, and through
Or, in their pearly shells at ease, attend
And bended dolphins play: part huge of bulk,
Tempest the ocean : there leviathan,
Stretched like a promontory, sleeps or swims,
Meanwhile the tepid caves, and fens, and shores,
Bursting with kindly rupture forth disclosed
They summed their pens; and, soaring the air First in his east the glorious lamp was seen,
sublime, Regent of day, and all the horizon round
With clang despised the ground, under a cloud Invested with bright rays, jocund to run
In prospect; there the eagle and the stork His longitude through heaven's high road ; the On cliffs and cedar-tops their eyries build ; gray
Part loosely wing the region, part more wise
Their aëry caravan, high over seas
Floats as they pass, fanned with unnumbered | Minims of nature ; some of serpent-kind, plumes ;
Wondrous in length and corpulence, involved From branch to branch the smaller birds with Their snaky folds, and added wings. First crept songs
The parsimonious emmet, provident Solaced the woods, and spread their painted wings of future ; in small room large heart enclosed ; Till even ; nor then the solemn nightingale Pattern of just equality perhaps Ceased warbling, but all night tuned her soft lays: Hereafter, joined in her popular tribes Others, on silver lakes and rivers, bathed Of commonalty: swarming next appeared Their downy breast; the swan with archèd neck, The female bee, that feeds her husband drone Between her white wings mantling proudly, rows Deliciously, and builds her waxen cells Her state with oary feet; yet oft they quit With honey stored : the rest are numberless, The dank, and, rising on stiff pennons, tower And thou their natures knowest, and gavest them The mid aërial sky: others on ground
names, Walked firm ; the crested cock whose clarion Needless to thee repeated; nor unknown sounds
The serpent, subtlest beast of all the field, The silent hours, and the other whose gay train Of huge extent sometimes, with brazen eyes Adorns him, colored with the florid hue
And hairy mane terrific, though to thee
EACH AND ALL. With evening harps and matin ; when God said, “Let the earth bring forth soul living in her kind, LITTLE thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked Cattle, and creeping things, and beast of the clown, earth,
Of thee from the hill-top looking down; Each in their kind." The earth obeyed, and The heifer that lows in the upland farm, straight
Far-heard, lows not thine ear to charm ; Opening her fertile womb, teemed at a birth
The sexton, tolling his bell at noon, Innumerous living creatures, perfect forms, Deems not that great Napoleon Limbed and full grown : out of the ground up Stops his horse, and lists with delight,
Whilst his files sweep round yon Alpine height;
I thought the sparrow's note from heaven,
He sings the song, but it pleases not now, Hishinder parts, then springs, as broke from bonds, For I did not bring home the river and sky; And rampant shakes his brinded mane; the ounce, He sang to my ear, — they sang to my eye. The libbard, and the tiger, as the mole
The delicate shells lay on the shore;
Greeted their safe escape to me.
Had left their beauty on the shore,
The gay enchantment was undone,
While such pure joys my bliss create,
A gentle wife, but fairy none.
COME TO THESE SCENES OF PEACE.
RALPH WALDO EMERSON.
COME to these scenes of peace,
INSCRIPTION IN A HERMITAGE.
BENEATH this stony roof reclined,
WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES.
SEE, O SEE!
Within my limits, lone and still,
SEE, O see !
While that I
With any sweet
At morn I take my customed round,
At eve, within yon studious nook,
Hear, O hear !
And water's fall
While to me,
JOHN DIGBY, EARL OF BRISTOL.
ON A BEAUTIFUL DAY.
Those other two equaled with me in fate,
So were I equaled with them in renown,
Blind Thamyris and blind Mæonides,
Harmonious numbers ; as the wakeful bird
Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid The mountain ridge against the purple sky
Tunes her nocturnal note. Thus with the year Stands clear and strong, with darkened rocks Seasons return, but not to me returns and dells,
Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, And cloudless brightness opens wide and high
Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, A home aërial, where thy presence dwells.
Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine;
But cloud, instead, and ever-during dark,
Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men
Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased,
And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
So much the rather thou, celestial Light,
Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers
Irradiate; there plant eyes, all mist from thence JOHN STERLING. Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell
Of things invisible to mortal sight.
INVOCATION TO LIGHT.
FROM “PARADISE LOST."
FROM THE “HYMN TO LIGHT."
SAY, from what golden quivers of the sky
Do all thy winged arrows fly ?
Swiftness and Power by birth are thine : From thy great sire they came, thy sire, the Word
Thou in the Moon's bright chariot, proud and
And all the year dost with thee bring
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven first-born!
Thou, Scythian-like, dost round thy lands above
The Sun's gilt tent forever move,
And still, as thou in pomp dost go, Theshining pageants of the world attend thy show.
Nor amidst all these triumphs dost thou scorn
The humble glow-worms to adorn,
And with those living spangles gild (O greatness without pride !) the bushes of the field.
Night and her ugly subjects thou dost fright,
And Sleep, the lazy owl of night;
Ashamed, and fearful to appear,
At thy appearance, Grief itself is said
To shake his wings, and rouse his head :