Adieu, Rydalian Laurels! that have grown 281 | On the Frith of Clyde. In a Steam-boat In Sight of the Town of Cockermouth Address from the Spirit of Cockermouth To a Friend. On the Banks of the Der- Mary Queen of Scots. Landing at the Mouth of the Derwent, Workington Stanzas suggested in a Steam-boat off Saint Bees' Heads, on the Coast of Cum- Not without heavy grief of heart did Pause, courteous Spirit!-Balbi sup- By a blest Husband guided, Mary came Elegiac Verses, in memory of my Brother, John Wordsworth, Commander of the E.I. Company's Ship the Earl of Aber- gavenny, in which he perished by Cala- mitous Shipwreck, Feb. 6, 1805 Lines composed at Grasmere, during a Walk one Evening, after a stormy Day, the Author having just read in a News- paper that the Dissolution of Mr Fox Invocation to the Earth. February, 1816. 353 Lines written on a Blank Leaf in a Copy of the Author's Poem "The Excur- Inscription for a Monument in Crosth waite Church, in the Vale of Keswick B., upon the Death of his Sister-in-law 353 Elegiac Musings in the Grounds of Co- Of the Poems in this class, "THE EVENING WALK" and "DESCRIPTIVE SKETCHES" were frst published in 1793. They are reprinted with some alterations that were chiefly made very soon after their publication. This notice, which was written some time ago, scarcely applies to the Poem, "Descriptive Sketches," as it now stands. The corrections, though numerous, are not, however, such as te Drevent its retaining with propriety a place in the class of Juvenile Pieces. 1836. I. The horse alone, seen dimly as I pass, Is cropping audibly his later meal: FROM THE CONCLUSION OF A POFM, COMPOSED O'er vale, and mountain, and the starless sky. IN ANTICIPATION OF LEAVING SCHOOL. DEAR native regions, I foretell, That, wheresoe'er my steps may tend, If in that hour a single tie Survive of local sympathy, My soul will cast the backward view, Thus, while the Sun sinks down to rest II. WRITTEN IN VERY EARLY YOUTH. Now, in this blank of things, a harmony, III. AN EVENING WALK. ADDRESSED TO A YOUNG LADY. General Sketch of the Lakes-Author's regret of his Youth which was passed amongst them - Short description of Noon-CascadeNoon-tide Retreat-Precipice and sloping Lights-Face of Nature as the Sun declinesMountain-farm, and the Cock-Slate-quarry -Sunset-Superstition of the Country con nected with that moment-Swans-Female A FAR from my dearest Friend, 'tis mine to rove Through bare grey dell, high wood, and pastoral cove; Where Derwent rests, and listens to the roar That stuns the tremulous cliffs of high Lindore; Where peace to Grasmere's lonely island leads, To willowy hedge-rows, and to emerald meads; Leads to her bridge, rude church, and cottaged grounds, Her rocky sheepwalks, and her woodland bounds; Where, undisturbed by winds, Winander sleeps 'Mid clustering isles, and holly-sprinkled steeps; Where twilight glens endear my Esthwaite's shore, And memory of departed pleasures, more. Fair scenes, erewhile, I taught, a happy child, The echoes of your rocks my carols wild: In thoughtless gaiety I coursed the plain, road. Alas! the idle tale of man is found But why, ungrateful, dwell on idle pain? When, in the south, the wan noon, brooding still, Breathed a pale steam around the glaring hill, And shades of deep-embattled clouds were When horses in the sunburnt intake* stood, Brightens with water-breaks the hollow ghyll t And its own twilight softens the whole scene, cascade Illumines, from within, the leafy shade; swain Lingers behind his disappearing wain. thine! Never shall ruthless minister of death 'Mid thy soft glooms the glittering steel unsheath; No goblets shall, for thee, be crowned with flowers, No kid with piteous outcry thrill thy bowers; Of happy wisdom, meditating good, Harmonious thoughts, a soul by truth refined, But now the sun has gained his western road, And eve's mild hour invites my steps abroad. While, near the midway cliff, the silvered kite In many a whistling circle wheels her flight; Slant watery lights, from parting clouds, apace Travel along the precipice's base; Cheering its naked waste of scattered stone, beard; And restless stone-chat, all day long, is heard. How pleasant, as the sun declines, to view The spacious landscape change in form and hue! *The word intake is local, and signifies a mountain-inclosure. † Ghyll is also, I believe, a term confined to this country: ghyll, and dingle, have the same meaning. |