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Can scarce be caught by philosophic eye,
Lost in the near effulgence of thy blaze.

Informer of the planetary train!
Without wbose quickening glance their cumbrous orbs
Were brute unlovely mass, inert and dead,
And not, as now, the green abodes of life!
How many forms of being wait on thee!
Inbaling spirit; from the unfetter'd mind,
By thee sublimed, down to the daily race,
The mixing myriads of thy setting beam.

The vegetable world is also thine, Parent of Seasons! who the pomp precede That waits thy throne, as through thy vast domain, Annual, along the bright ecliptic road, In world-rejoicing state, it moves sablime. Meantime the expecting nations, circled gay With all the various tribes of foodfal earth, Implore thy bounty, or send grateful up A common bymn: wbile, round thy beaming car, High seen, the Seasons lead, in sprightly dance Harmonious knit, the rosy-finger's Hours, The Zephyrs floating loose, the timely Rains, Of bloom etherial the light-footed Dews, And soften'd into joy the surly Storms. These, in successive torn, with lavish hand, Shower every beauty, every fragrance shower, Herbs, flowers, and fruits; and, kindling at thy touch, From land to land is flush'd the vernal year.

Nor to the surface of enliven'd earth, Graceful with hills and dales, and leafy woods, Her liberal tresses, is thy force confined: But, to the bowel'd cavern darting deep, The mineral kinds confess thy mighty power. Effulgent, hence the veiny marble shines; Hence Labour draws his tools; hence burnish'd War Gleams on the day; the nobler works of Peace Hence bless mankind, and generous Commerce binds The round of nations in a golden chain.

The' unfruitful rock itself, impregn’d by thee, In dark retirement forms the lucid stone.

The lively diamond drinks thy purest rays,
Collected light, compact; that, polish'd bright,
And all its native lustre let abroad,
Dares, as it sparkles on the fair one's breast,
With vain ambition emulate her eyes.
At tbee the ruby lights its deepening glow,
And with a waying radiance inward flames.
From thee the sapphire, solid ether, takes
Its hue cerulean; and, of evening tinct,
The purple-streaming amethyst is thine.
With thy own smile the yellow topaz burns.
Nor deeper verdure dyes the robe of Spring,
When first she gives it to the southern gale,
Than the green emerald shows. But, all combined.
Thick through the whitening opal play thy beams;
Or, flying several from its surface, form
A trembling variance of revolving hues,
As the site varies in the gazer's hand.

The very dead creation, from tby touch.
Assames à mimic life. By thee refined,
In brighter mazes the relucent stream
Plays o'er the mead. The precipice abrupt,
Projecting horror on the blacken'd flood,
Softens at thy return. The desert joys,
Wildly, through all his melancholy bounds.
Rade ruins glitter; and the briny deep,
Seen from some pointed promontory's top,
Far to the blue horizon's utmost verge,
Restless, reflects a floating gleam. But this,
And all the mach transported Mase can sing,
Are to thy beauty, dignity, and use,
Unequal far, great delegated source
Of light, and life, and grace, and joy below!

How shall I then attempt to sing of Him!
Who, Light Himself, in ancreated light
Invested deep, dwells awfully retired
From mortal eye or angel's purer ken;
Whose single smile has, from the first of time,
Filld, overflowing, all those lamps of heaven
That beam for ever through the boundless sky:
But, should he hide his face, the astonish'd sun .

And all the’ extinguish'd stars would loosening reel Wide from their spheres, and Chaos come again.

And yet was every faltering tongue of Man,
ALMIGHTY Father! silent in thy praise ;
Thy Works themselves would raise a general voice,
E'en in the depth of solitary woods
By human foot untrod; proclaim thy power,
And to the quire celestial Thee resound,
The' eternal cause, support, and end of all!

To me be Nature's volume broad display'd;
And to peruse its all instructing page,
Or, baply catching inspiration thence,
Some easy passage raptured to translate,
My sole delight; as through the falling glooms
Pensive I stray, or with the rising dawn
On Fancy's eagle wing excursive soar.

Now, flaming up the heavens, the potent sun
Melts into limpid air the bigh-raised clouds,
And morning fogs, that hover'd round the hills
In party-colour'd bands; till wide unveil'd
The face of Nature shines, from where earth seems,
Far stretch'd around, to meet the bending spbere.

Half in a blash of clustering roses lost,
Dew-dropping Coolness to the shade retires;
There, on ihe verdant turf, or flowery bed,
By gelid founts and careless rills to muse;
While tyrant Heat, dispreading through the sky,
With rapid sway, his burning influence darts
On man and beast and herb and tepid stream.

Who can unpitying see the flowery race,
Shed by the morn, their new-flush'd bloom resign,
Before the parching beam ? so fade the fair,
When fevers revel through their azure veins.
But one, the lofty follower of the sun,
Sad when he sets, shuts up her yellow leaves,
Drooping all night ; and, when he warm returns,
Points her enamour’d bosom to his ray.

Home, from his morning task, tbe swain retreats; His flock before him stepping to the fold : While the full-udder'd mother lows around The cheerful cottage, then expecting food,

The food of innocence and health! the daw,
The rook, and magpie, to the gray grown oaks
That the calm village in their verdant arms,
Sheltering, embrace, direct their lazy flight:
Where on the mingling boughs they sit embower'd,
All the hot noon, till cooler hours arise.
Faint, underneath, the household fowls convene ;
And, in a corner of the buzzing shade,
The housedog with the vacant greyhound lies,
Outstretch'd and sleepy. In his slumbers one
Attacks the nightly thief, and one exults
O'er bill and dale; till, waken’d by the wasp,
They starting snap. Nor shall the Muse disdain
To let the little noisy summer race
Live in her lay, and flutter through her song,
Not mean though simple; to the sun allied,
From bim they draw their animating fire.

Waked by his warmer ray, the reptile young
Come wing'd abroad; by the light air upborne,
Lighter, and full of soul. From every chink,
And secret corner, where they slept away
The wintry storms; or, rising from their tombs,
To higher life; by myriads, forth at once,
Swarming they pour; of all the varied bues
Their beauty-beaming parent can disclose,
Ten thousand forms, ten thousand different tribes
People the blaze. To sanny waters some
By fatal instinet fly; where on the pool
They sportive wheel: or, sailing down the stream,
Are snatch'd immediate by the quick-eyed trout,
Or darling salmon. Through the greenwood glade
Some love to stray; there lodged, amused, and fed,
In the fresh leaf. Luxurious, others make
The meads their choice, and visit every flower
And every latent herb: for the sweet task,
To propagate their kinds, and where to wrap,
In what soft beds, their young yet undisclosed,
Employs their tender care. Some to tbe house,
The fold, and dairy, hungry, bend their flight;
Sip round the pail, or taste the cardling cheese;
Olt, inadvertent, from the milky stream

They meet their fate; or, weltering in the bowl, With powerless wings around them wrapp'd, expire.

But chief to heedless flies the window proves
A constant death; where, gloomily retired,
The villain spider lives, canning and fierce,
Mixture abhorr’d! amid a mangled heap
Of carcasses, in eager watch he sits,
O'erlooking all his waving spares around.
Near the dire cell the dreadless wanderer oft
Passes, as oft the ruffian shows his front,
The prey at last ensnared, he dreadful darts,
With rapid glide, along the leaning line ;
And, fixing in the wretch his cruel fangs,
Strikes backward grimly pleased; the futtering wing
And shriller sound declare extreme distress,
And ask the helping hospitable hand.

Resounds the living surface of the ground:
Nor avdelightful is the ceaseless hum
To him who muses through the woods at noon;
Or drowsy shepherd, as he lies reclined,
With hall-shut eyes, beneath the floating shade
Of willows gray, close crowding o'er the brook.

Gradual, from these what numerous kinds descend,
Evading e'en the microscopic eye!
Full Nature swarms with life; one wondrous mass
Of animals, or atoms organized,
Waiting the vital breath, when parent Heaven
Shall bid his spirit blow. The hoary fen,
In patrid steams, emits the living cloud
Of pestilence. Through subterranean cells,
Where searching sunbeams scarce can find a way,
Earth animated heaves. The flowery leaf
Wants not its soft inbabitants. Secure,
Within its winding citadel, the stone
Holds multitudes. Bat chief the forest boughs,
That dance unnumber'd to the playful breeze,
The downy orchard, and the melting pulp
Of mellow fruit the nameless nations feed
Of evanescent insects. Where the pool
Stands mantled o'er with green, invisible,
Amid the floating verdure millions stray.

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