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CREATION.

WHEN days are long and skies are bright,

FROM “PARADISE LOST."
When woods are green and fields are breezy,
I take my fill of air and light,

THE earth was formed, but in the womb as yet

Of waters, embryon immature involved,
And take yes, take things rather easy.

Appeared not; over all the face of earth

Main ocean flowed, not idle ; but, with warm
You men of figures sneer, I know,

Prolific humor softening all her globe,
Call me an idle, dreamy fellow;

Fermented the great mother to conceive,
But my chief business here below

Satiate with genial moisture; when God said,
Is, like the apple, to grow mellow.

“Be gathered now, ye waters under heaven,

Into one place, and let dry land appear.”
I coax the fish in cove or creek ;

Immediately the mountains huge appear
My light skiff rocks on rocking billow ;

Emergent, and their broad bare backs upheave
Or, weary, in some shade I seek

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,
There, stretched upon the checkered grass, Capacious bed of waters : thither they

Above the bare, brown margin growing, Hasted with glad precipitance, uprolled,
I watch the still, soft shadows pass,

As drops on dust conglobing from the dry:
Lulled by the hum of warm airs blowing. Part rise in crystal wall, or ridge direct,

For haste; such flight the great command im-
On bending spray of tallest tree

pressed
The brown thrush balanced takes his station, On the swift floods; as armies at the call
And now in jest, now soberly,

Of trumpet (for of armies thou hast heard)
Holds forth, half song and half oration. Troop to their standard ; so the watery throng,

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 knowing air his sage head dropping.

With serpent error wandering, found their way,
And on the washy ooze deep channels wore ;

Easy, ere God had bid the ground be dry,
At times, by plashy shore, the still

All but within those banks, where rivers now
White-belted watchman springs his rattle,

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
I know you solid men will sneer ;

Desert and bare, unsightly, unadorned,
Call me a thriftless, idle fellow;

Brought forth the tender grass, whose verdure
But, as I said, my business here

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,
Am I more idle than the rest,

And bush with frizzled hair implicit : last
Or wiser than the money-getters ?

Rose, as in dance, the stately trees, and spread
Their branches hung with copious fruit, or gemmed

H. E. WARNER.

use

Their blossoms : with high woods the fields were Till night; then in the east her turn she shines,
crowned,

Revolved on heaven's great axle, and her reign
With tufts the valleys, and each fountain-side ; With thousand lesser lights dividual holds,
With borders long the rivers : that earth now With thousand thousand stars, that then appeared
Seemed like to heaven, a seat where gods might Spangling the hemisphere : then first adorned
dwell,

With their bright luminaries that set and rose,
Or wander with delight, and love to haunt Glad evening and glad morn crowned the fourth
Her sacred shades : though God had yet not rained

day.
Upon the earth, and man to till the ground And God said, “ Let the waters generate
None was; but from the earth a dewy mist Reptile with spawn abundant, living soul :
Went up, and watered all the ground, and each And let fowl fly above the earth, with wings
Plant of the field; which, ere it was in the earth, Displayed on the open firmament of heaven.”
God made, and every herb, before it grew And God created the great whales, and each
On the green stem : God saw that it was good : Soul living, each that crept, which plenteously
So even and morn recorded the third day. The waters generated by their kinds ;

Again the Almighty spake, “Let there be lights And every bird of wing after his kind;
High in the expanse of heaven, to divide

And saw that it was good, and blessed them,
The day from night; and let them be for signs,

saying,
For seasons, and for days, and circling years ; “Be fruitful, multiply, and in the seas,
And let them be for lights, as I ordain

And lakes, and running streams, the waters fill;
Their office in the firmament of heaven,

And let the fowl be multiplied on the earth.”
To give light on the earth”; and it was so. Forthwith the sounds and seas, each creek and
And God made two great lights, great for their bay

With fry innumerable swarm, and shoals
To man, the greater to have rule by day,

Of fish that with their fins, and shining scales,
The less by night, altern; and made the stars, Glide under the green wave, in sculls that oft
And set them in the firmament of heaven

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
In their vicissitude, and rule the night, ,

groves
And light from darkness to divide. God saw, Of coral stray; or sporting with quick glance,
Surveying his great work, that it was good : Shew to the sun their waved coats dropt with gold ;
For of celestial bodies first the sun

Or, in their pearly shells at ease, attend
A mighty sphere he framed, unlightsome first, Moist nutriment: or under rocks their food
Though of ethereal mold ; then formed the moon In jointed armor watch : on smooth the seal
Globose, and every magnitude of stars,

And bended dolphins play: part huge of bulk,
And sowed with stars the heaven, thick as a field: Wallowing unwieldy, enormous in their gait,
Of light by far the greater part he took,

Tempest the ocean : there leviathan,
Transplanted from her cloudy shrine, and placed Hugest of living creatures, on the deep
In the sun's orb, made porous to receive

Stretched like a promontory, sleeps or swims,
And drink the liquid light; firm to retain And seems a moving land ; and at his gills
Her gathered beams, great palace now of light. Draws in, and at his trunk spouts out, a sea.
Hither, as to their fountain, other stars

Meanwhile the tepid caves, and fens, and shores,
Repairing, in their golden urns drew light, Their brood as numerous hatch, from the egg that
And hence the morning planet gilds her horns ;
By tincture or reflection they augment

Bursting with kindly rupture forth disclosed
Their small peculiar, though from human sight Their callow young; but feathered soon and fledge
So far remote, with diminution seen.

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
Dawn, and the Pleiades, before him danced, In common, ranged in figure, wedge their way,
Shedding sweet influence : less bright the moon, Intelligent of seasons, and set forth
But opposite in leveled west was set,

Their aëry caravan, high over seas
His mirror, with full face borrowing her light Flying, and over lands, with mutual wing
From him ; for other light she needed none Easing their flight; so steers the prudent crane
In that aspect, and still that distance keeps Her annual voyage, borne on winds; the air

soon

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MILTON.

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
Of rainbows and starry eyes. The waters thus Not noxious, but obedient at thy call.
With fish replenished, and the air with fowl,
Evening and morì solemnized the fifth day.
The sixth, and of creation last, arose

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;
As from his lair, the wild beast, where he wons Nor knowest thou what argument
In forest wild, in thicket, brake, or den; Thy life to thy neighbor's creed has lent.
Among the trees in pairs they rose, they walked : All are needed by each one ;
The cattle in the fields and meadows green; Nothing is fair or good alone.
Those rare and solitary, these in flocks

I thought the sparrow's note from heaven,
Pasturing at once, and in broad herds upsprung. Singing at dawn on the alder fough ;
The grassy clods now calved ; now half appeared I brought him home, in his nest, at even ;
The tawny lion, pawing to get free

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;
Rising, the crumbled earth above them threw The bubbles of the latest wave
In hillocks : the swift stag from under ground Fresh pearls to their enamel gave;
Bore up his branching head : scarce from his And the bellowing of the savage sea
mold

Greeted their safe escape to me.
Behemoth, biggest born of earth, upheaved I wiped away the weeds and foam,
His vastness : fleeced the flocks and bleating rose, I fetched my sea-born treasures home;
As plants : ambiguous between sea and land But the poor, unsightly, noisome things
The river-horse, and scaly crocodile.

Had left their beauty on the shore,
At once came forth whatever creeps the ground, With the sun and the sand and the wild uproar.
Insect or worm : those waved their limber fans The lover watched his graceful maid,
For wings, and smallest lineaments exact As mid the virgin train she strayed,
In all the liveries decked of summer's pride, Nor knew her beauty's best attire
With spots of gold and purple, azure and green; Was woven still by the snow-white choir.
These as a line their long dimension drew, At last she came to his hermitage,
Streaking the ground with sinuous trace; not Like the bird from the woodlands to the cage ;-
all

The gay enchantment was undone,

rose,

While such pure joys my bliss create,
Who but would smile at guilty state ?
Who but would wish his holy lot
In calm oblivion's humble grot ?
Who but would cast his pomp away,
To take my staff, and amice gray;
And to the world's tumultuous stage
Prefer the blameless hermitage ?

A gentle wife, but fairy none.
Then I said, “I covet truth ;
Beauty is unripe childhood's cheat;
I leave it behind with the games of youth.”-
As I spoke, beneath my feet
The ground-pine curled its pretty wreath,
Running over the club-moss burrs ;
I inhaled the violet's breath ;
Around me stood the oaks and firs;
Pine-cones and acorns lay on the ground;
Over me soared the eternal sky,
Full of light and of deity ;
Again I saw, again I heard,
The rolling river, the morning bird ;
Beauty through my senses stole ;
I yielded myself to the perfect whole.

THOMAS WARTON.

COME TO THESE SCENES OF PEACE.

RALPH WALDO EMERSON.

COME to these scenes of peace,
Where, to rivers murmuring,
The sweet birds all the summer sing,
Where cares and toil and sadness cease!
Stranger, does thy heart deplore
Friends whom thou wilt see no more?
Does thy wounded spirit prove
Pangs of hopeless, severed love ?
Thee the stream that gushes clear,
Thee the birds that carol near
Shall soothe, as silent thou dost lie
And dream of their wild lullaby ;
Come to bless these scenes of peace,
Where cares and toil and sadness cease.

RETIREMENT.

INSCRIPTION IN A HERMITAGE.

BENEATH this stony roof reclined,
I soothe to peace my pensive mind ;
And while, to shade my lowly cave,
Embowering elms their umbrage wave,
And while the maple dish is mine,
The beechen cup, unstained with wine,
I scorn the gay licentious crowd,
Nor heed the toys that deck the proud.

WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES.

SEE, O SEE!

Within my limits, lone and still,
The blackbird pipes in artless trill ;
Fast by mny couch, congenial guest,
The wren has wove her mossy nest:
From busy scenes and brighter skies,
To lurk with innocence, she flies,
Here hopes in safe repose to dwell,
Nor aught suspects the sylyan cell.

SEE, O see !
How every tree,
Every bower,

Every flower,
A new life gives to others' joys;

While that I
Grief-stricken lie,
Nor can meet

With any sweet
But what faster mine destroys.
What are all the senses' pleasures
When the mind has lost all measures ?

At morn I take my customed round,
To mark how buds yon shrubby mound,
And every opening primrose count,
That trimly paints my blooming mount;
Or o'er the sculptures, quaint and rude,
That grace my gloomy solitude,
I teach in winding wreaths to stray
Fantastic ivy's gadding spray.

At eve, within yon studious nook,
I ope my brass-embossèd book,
Portrayed with many a holy deed
Of martyrs, crowned with heavenly meed;
Then, as my taper waxes dim,
Chant, ere I sleep, my measured hymn,
And, at the close, the gleams behold
Of parting wings, bedropt with gold.

Hear, O hear !
How sweet and clear
The nightingale

And water's fall
In concert join for others' ear;

While to me,
For harmony,
Every air

Echoes despair,
And every drop provokes a tear.
What are all the senses' pleasures
When the soul has lost all measures ?

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,
O UNSEEN Spirit! now a calm divine

Blind Thamyris and blind Mæonides,
Comes forth from thee, rejoicing earth and air ! And Tiresias and Phineus, prophets old :
Trees, hills, and houses, all distinctly shine, Then feed on thoughts that voluntary move
And thy great ocean slumbers everywhere.

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,
The chime of bells remote, the murmuring sea,

Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men
The song of birds in whispering copse and wood, Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair
The distant voice of children's thoughtless glee, Presented with a universal blank
And maiden's song, are all one voice of good.

Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased,
Amid the leaves' green mass a sunny play

And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
Of flash and shadow stirs like inward life;

So much the rather thou, celestial Light,
The ship’s white sail glides onward far away,

Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers
Unhaunted by a dream of storm or strife.

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.

MILTON,

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

Divine.

Thou in the Moon's bright chariot, proud and

gay,
Dost thy bright wood of stars survey ;

And all the year dost with thee bring
Of thousand flowery lights thine own nocturnal

spring.

Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven first-born!
Or of the Eternal coeternal beam
May I express thee unblamed ? since God is light,
And never but in unapproached light
Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee,
Bright effluence of bright essence increate !
Or hear'st thou rather pure ethereal stream,
Whose fountain who shall tell ? Before the sun,
Before the heavens, thou wert, and at the yoice
Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest
The rising world of waters dark and deep,
Won from the void and formless infinite.
Thee I revisit now with bolder wing,
Escaped the Stygian pool, though long detained
In that obscure sojourn, while in my flight
Through utterand through middle darkness borne,
With other notes than to the Orphean lyre,
I sung of Chaos and eternal Night,
Taught by the heavenly Muse to venture down
The dark descent, and up to re-ascend,
Though hard and rare : thee I revisit safe,
And feel thy sovereign vital lamp ; but thou
Revisitest not these eyes, that roll in vain
To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn;
So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs,
Or dim suffusion veiled. Yet not the more
Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt
Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill,
Smit with the love of sacred song ; but chief
Thee, Sion, and the flowery brooks beneath,
That wash thy hallowed feet, and warbling flow,
Nightly I visit: nor sometimes forget

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,
They screen their horrid shapes with the black

hemisphere.

At thy appearance, Grief itself is said

To shake his wings, and rouse his head :

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