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The generous inclination, the just rule,
Kind wishes, and good actions, and pure thoughts -
No mystery is here; no' special boon

For high and not for low, for proudly graced
And not for meek of heart. The smoke ascends
To heaven as lightly from the Cottage hearth
As from the haughty palace. IIc, whose soul
Ponders this true equality, may walk
The fields of earth with gratitude and hope;
Yet, in that meditation, will he find
Motive to sadder grief, as we have found, -
Lamenting ancient virtues overthrown,
And for the injustice grieving, that hath made
So wide a difference betwixt Man and Man.

"But let us rather turn our gladdened thoughts
Upon the brighter scene. How blest that Pair
Of blooming Boys (whom we beheld even now)
Blest in their several and their common lot!
A few short hours of each returning day
The thriving Prisoners of their Village school:
And thence let loose, to seek their pleasant homes
Or range the grassy lawn in vacancy,

To breathe and to be happy, run and shout

Idle, but no delay, no harm, no loss;

For every genial Power of heaven and earth,
Through all the seasons of the changeful year,
Obsequiously doth take upon herself
To labour for them; bringing each in turn
The tribute of enjoyment, knowledge, health,
Beauty, or strength! Such privilege is theirs,
Granted alike in the outset of their course
To both; and, if that partnership must cease,
grieve not," to the Pastor here he turned,
"Much as I glory in that Child of yours,
Repine not, for his Cottage-comrade, whom
Belike no higher destiny awaits
Than the old hereditary wish fulfilled,
The wish for liberty to live- - content

With what Heaven grants, and die-in peace of mind,
Within the bosom of his native Vale.
At least, whatever fate the noon of life
Reserves for either, this is sure, that both
Have been permitted to enjoy the dawn;
Whether regarded as a jocund time,
That in itself may terminate, or lead
In course of nature to a sober eve.
Both have been fairly dealt with; looking back
They will allow that justice has in them
Been shown-alike to body and to mind."

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When, prizing knowledge as her noblest wealth
And best protection, this Imperial Realm,
While she exacts allegiance, shall admit
An obligation, on her part, to teach
Them who are born to serve her and obey;
Binding herself by Statute* to secure

For all the Children whom her soil maintains
The rudiments of Letters, and inform
The mind with moral and religious truth,
Both understood, and practised, so that none,
However destitute, be left to droop

By timely culture unsustained; or run
Into a wild disorder; or be forced

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To drudge through weary life without the aid
Of intellectual implements and tools;

A savage Horde among the civilized,
A servile Band among the lordly free!
This sacred right, the lisping Babe proclaims
To be inherent in him, by Heaven's will,
For the protection of his innocence;
And the rude Boy, who, having overpast
The sinless age, by conscience is enrolled,
Yet mutinously knits his angry brow,
And lifts his wilful hand on mischief bent,
Or turns the godlike faculty of speech
To impious use- by process indirect
Declares his due, while he makes known his need
-This sacred right is fruitlessly announced,
This universal plea in vain addressed,
To
eyes and ears of Parents who themselves
Did, in the time of their necessity,
Urge it in vain; and, therefore, like a prayer
That from the humblest floor ascends to heaven,
It mounts to reach the State's parental ear;
Who, if indeed she own a Mother's heart,
And be not most unfeelingly devoid
Of gratitude to Providence, will grant
The unquestionable good; which England, safe
From interference of external force,
May grant at leisure; without risk incurred
That what in wisdomn for herself she doth,
Others shall e'er be able to undo.

"Look! and behold, from Calpe's sunburnt cliff
To the flat margin of the Baltic sea,
Long-reverenced Titles cast away as weeds;
Laws overturned; and Territory split,
Like fields of ice rent by the polar wind,
And forced to join in less obnoxious shapes,
Which, ere they gain consistence, by a gust
Of the same breath are shattered and destroyed.
Meantime the Sovereignty of these fair Isles

The discovery of Dr. Bell affords marvellous facilities for carrying this into effect; and it is impossible to over-rate the benefit which might accrue to humanity from the universal application of this simple engine under an enlightened and con scientious government.

Remains entire and indivisible;

And, if that ignorance were removed, which breeds
Within the compass of their several shores
Dark discontent, or loud commotion, each
Might still preserve the beautiful repose
Of heavenly Bodies shining in their spheres.
-The discipline of slavery is unknown
Amongst us, hence the more do we require
The discipline of virtue; order else
Cannot subsist, nor confidence, nor peace.
Thus, duties rising out of good possessed,
And prudent caution needful to avert
Impending evil, equally require
That the whole people should be taught and trained.
So shall licentiousness and black resolve

Be rooted out, and virtuous habits take Their place; and genuine piety descend Like an inheritance, from age to age.

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"With such foundations laid, avaunt the fear
Of numbers crowded on their native soil,
To the prevention of all healthful growth
Through mutual injury! Rather in the law
Of increase and the mandate from above
Rejoice!-and Ye have special cause for joy.
-For, as the element of air affords
An easy passage to the industrious bees
Fraught with their burthens; and a way as smooth
For those ordained to take their sounding flight
From the thronged hive, and settle where they list
In fresh abodes, their labour to renew ;

So the wide waters, open to the power,
The will, the instincts, and appointed needs
Of Britain, do invite her to cast off
Her swarms, and in succession send them forth;
Bound to establish new communities
On every shore whose aspect favours hope
Or bold adventure; promising to skill
And perseverance their deserved reward.

- Yes,” he continued, kindling as he spake, 'Change wide, and deep, and silently performed, This Land shall witness; and as days roll on, Earth's universal Frame shall feel the effect Even till the smallest habitable Rock, Beaten by lonely billows, hear the songs Of humanized Society; and bloom With civil arts, that send their fragrance forth, A grateful tribute to all-ruling Heaven. From Culture, unexclusively bestowed On Albion's noble Race in freedom born, Expect these mighty issues; from the pains And faithful care of unambitious Schools Instructing simple Childhood's ready ear: Thence look for these magnificent results! Vast the circumference of hope — and Ye Are at its centre, British Lawgivers; Ah! sleep not there in shame! Shall Wisdom's voice

From out the bosom of these troubled Times
Repeat the dictates of her calmer mind,
And shall the venerable Halls ye fill
Refuse to echo the sublime decree?
Trust not to partial care a general good;
Transfer not to futurity a work

Of urgent need. Your Country must complete
Her glorious destiny. - Begin even now,
Now, when Oppression, like the Egyptian plague
Of darkness, stretched o'er guilty Europe, makes
The brightness more conspicuous, that invests
The happy Island where ye think and act;
Now, when Destruction is a prime pursuit,
Show to the wretched Nations for what end
The Powers of civil Polity were given!"

Abruptly here, but with a graceful air,
The Sage broke off. No sooner had he ceased
Than, looking forth, the gentle Lady said,
"Behold the shades of afternoon have fallen
Upon this flowery slope; and see — beyond —
The Lake, though bright, is of a placid blue;
As if preparing for the peace of evening.
How temptingly the Landscape shines! - The air
Breathes invitation; easy is the walk

To the Lake's margin, where a boat lies moored
Beneath her sheltering tree.” — Upon this hint
We rose together: all were pleased - but most
The beauteous Girl, whose cheek was flushed with joy
Light as a sunbeam glides along the hills

She vanished-
- eager to impart the scheme
To her loved Brother and his shy Compeer.

- Now was there bustle in the Vicar's house
And earnest preparation. — Forth we went,
And down the vale along the Streamlet's edge
Pursued our way, a broken Company,
Mute or conversing, single or in pairs.
Thus having reached a bridge, that overarched
The hasty rivulet where it lay becalmed
In a deep pool, by happy chance we saw
A two-fold Image; on a grassy bank

A snow-white Ram, and in the crystal flood
Another and the same! Most beautiful,
On the green turf, with his imperial front
Shaggy and bold, and wreathed horns superb,
The breathing Creature stood; as beautiful,
Beneath him, showed his shadowy counterpart
Each had his glowing mountains, each his sky,
And each seemed centre of his own fair world
Antipodes unconscious of each other,
Yet, in partition, with their several spheres,
Blended in perfect stillness, to our sight!

"Ah! what a pity were it to disperse, Or to disturb, so fair a spectacle,

And yet a breath can do it!"

These few words The Lady whispered, while we stood and gazed Gathered together, all, in still delight, Not without awe. Thence passing on, she said In like low voice to my particular ear, "I love to hear that eloquent Old Man Pour forth his meditations, and descant On human life from infancy to age. How pure his spirit! in what vivid hues His mind gives back the various forms of things, Caught in their fairest, happiest attitude! While he is speaking, I have power to see Even as he sees; but when his voice hath ceased, Then, with a sigh, sometimes I feel, as now, That combinations so serene and bright, Like those reflected in yon quiet Pool, Cannot be lasting in a world like ours, To great and small disturbances exposed." More had she said - but sportive shouts were heard; Sent from the jocund hearts of those two Boys, Who, bearing each a basket on his arm, Down the green field came tripping after us.

When we had cautiously embarked, the Pair
Now for a prouder service were addrest;
But an inexorable law forbade,

And each resigned the oar which he had seized.
Whereat, with willing hand I undertook
The needful labour; grateful task! - to me
Pregnant with recollections of the time
When, on thy bosom, spacious Windermere!
A Youth, I practised this delightful art;
Tossed on the waves alone, or 'mid a crew
Of joyous comrades. Now, the reedy marge
Cleared, with a strenuous arm I dipped the oar,
Free from obstruction; and the Boat advanced
Through crystal water, smoothly as a Hawk,
That, disentangled from the shady boughs
Of some thick wood, her place of covert, cleaves
With correspondent wings the abyss of air.
-"Observe," the Vicar said, "yon rocky Isle
With birch-trees fringed; my hand shall guide the
helm,

While thitherward we bend our course; or while
We seek that other, on the western shore, -
Where the bare columns of those lofty firs,
Supporting gracefully a massy Dome
Of sombre foliage, seem to imitate
A Grecian Temple rising from the Deep."

"Turn where we may," said I, "we cannot err
In this delicious Region." - Cultured slopes,
Wild tracts of forest-ground, and scattered groves,
And mountains bare -or clothed with ancient woods,
Surrounded us; and, as we held our way
Along the level of the glassy flood,

They ceased not to surround us; change of place,
From kindred features diversely combined,
Producing change of beauty ever new.

-Ah! that such beauty, varying in the light
Of living nature, cannot be portrayed

By words, nor by the pencil's silent skill;
But is the property of him alone
Who hath beheld it, noted it with care,
And in his mind recorded it with love!
Suffice it, therefore, if the rural Muse
Vouchsafe sweet influence, while her Poet speaks
Of trivial occupations well devised,

And unsought pleasures springing up by chance;
As if some friendly Genius had ordained
That, as the day thus far had been enriched
By acquisition of sincere delight,

The same should be continued to its close.

One spirit animating old and young,

A psy fire we kindled on the shore

Of the fair Isle with birch-trees fringed-and there, Merrily seated in a ring, partook

The beverage drawn from China's fragrant herb. Lanched from our hands, the smooth stone skimmed the lake;

With shouts we roused the echoes;-stiller sounds
The lovely Girl supplied - a simple song,
Whose low tones reached not to the distant rocks
To be repeated thence, but gently sank
Into our hearts; and charmed the peaceful flood.
Rapaciously we gathered flowery spoils
From land and water; Lilies of each hue-
Golden and white, that float upon the waves,
And court the wind; and leaves of that shy Plant,
(Her flowers were shed) the Lily of the Vale,
That loves the ground, and from the sun withholds
Her pensive beauty, from the breeze her sweets.

Such product, and such pastime did the place
And season yield; but, as we re-embarked,
Leaving, in quest of other scenes, the shore
Of that wild Spot, the Solitary said

In a low voice, yet careless who might hear,
"The fire, that burned so brightly to our wish,
Where is it now? Deserted on the beach
It seems extinct; nor shall the fanning breeze
Revive its ashes. What care we for this,
Whose ends are gained? Behold an emblem here
Of one day's pleasure, and all mortal joys!
And, in this unpremeditated slight
Of that which is no longer needed, see
The common course of human gratitude!”

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Pursue her voyage, till a natural pier

Of jutting rock invited us to land.

- Alert to follow as the Pastor led,
We clomb a green hill's side; and as we clomb,
The Valley, opening out her bosom, gave
Fair prospect, intercepted less and less,
Of the flat meadows and indented coast
Of the smooth lake- in compass seen:—
- far off,
And yet conspicuous, stood the old Church-tower,
In majesty presiding over fields

And habitations, seemingly preserved

From the intrusion of a restless world

By rocks impassable and mountains huge.

Soft heath this elevated spot supplied,

And choice of moss-clad stones, whereon we couched Or sate reclined-admiring quietly

The general aspect of the scene; but each
Not seldom over-anxious to make known
His own discoveries; or to favourite points
Directing notice, merely from a wish
To impart a joy, imperfect while unshared.
That rapturous moment ne'er shall I forget
When these particular interests were effaced
From every mind! Already had the sun,
Sinking with less than ordinary state,
Attained his western bound; but rays of light-
Now suddenly diverging from the orb
Retired behind the mountain tops or veiled
By the dense air-shot upwards to the crown
Of the blue firmament - aloft-and wide:
And multitudes of little floating clouds,
Ere we, who saw, of change were conscious, pierced
Through their ethereal texture, had become
Vivid as fire-clouds separately poised,
Innumerable multitude of Forms

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Of those who fill thy courts in highest heaven,
The radiant Cherubim; - accept the thanks
Which we, thy humble Creatures, here convened,
Presume to offer; we, who from the breast
Of the frail earth, permitted to behold
The faint reflections only of thy face,
Are yet exalted, and in soul adore!

Such as they are who in thy presence stand
Unsullied, incorruptible, and drink.
Imperishable majesty streamed forth

From thy empyreal Throne, the elect of Earth Shall be divested at the appointed hour

Of all dishonour-cleansed from mortal stain.
Accomplish, then, their number; and conclude
Time's weary course! Or if, by thy decree,
The consummation that will come by stealth
Be yet far distant, let thy Word prevail,
Oh! let thy Word prevail, to take away
The sting of human nature. Spread the Law,
As it is written in thy holy Book,
Throughout all lands: let every nation hear
The high behest, and every heart obey;
Both for the love of purity, and hope
Which it affords, to such as do thy will
And persevere in good, that they shall rise,
To have a nearer view of Thee, in heaven.
- Father of Good! this prayer in bounty grant,
In mercy grant it to thy wretched Sons.
Then, nor till then, shall persecution cease,
And cruel Wars expire. The way is marked,
The guide appointed, and the ransom paid.
Alas! the Nations, who of yore received
These tidings, and in Christian Temples meet
The sacred truth to acknowledge, linger still;
Preferring bonds and darkness to a state
Of holy freedom, by redeeming love
Proffered to all, while yet on earth detained.

"So fare the many; and the thoughtful few,
Who in the anguish of their souls bewail
This dire perverseness, cannot choose but ask,
Shall it endure? Shall enmity and strife,
Falsehood and guile, be left to sow their seed;
And the kind never perish? Is the hope
Fallacious, or shall righteousness obtain
A peaceable dominion, wide as earth,
And ne'er to fail? Shall that blest day arrive
When they, whose choice or lot it is to dwell
In crowded cities, without fear shall live
Studious of mutual benefit; and he,

Whom morning wakes, among sweet dews and flowers

Of every clime, to till the lonely field,

Be happy in himself? -The law of faith
Working through love, such conquest shall it gain,
Such triumph over sin and guilt achieve?
Almighty Lord, thy further grace impart!
And with that help the won ler shall be seen

Fulfilled, the hope accomplished; and thy praise Be sung with transport and unceasing joy.

"Once," and with mild demeanour, as he spake, On us the Venerable Pastor turned

His beaming eye that had been raised to Heaven,
"Once, while the Name, Jehovah, was a sound
Within the circuit of this sea-girt isle
Unheard, the savage nations bowed the head
To Gods delighting in remorseless deeds;
Gods which themselves had fashioned, to promote
Ill purposes, and flatter foul desires.

Then, in the bosom of yon mountain cove,
To those inventions of corrupted Man
Mysterious rites were solemnized; and there,
Amid impending rocks and gloomy woods,
Of those terrific Idols, some received
Such dismal service, that the loudest voice
Of the swoln cataracts (which now are heard
Soft murmuring) was too weak to overcome,
Though aided by wild winds, the groans and shrieks
Of human Victims, offered up to appease

Or to propitiate. And, if living eyes

Had visionary faculties to see

The thing that hath been as the thing that is,
Aghast we might behold this crystal Mere
Bedimmed with smoke, in wreaths voluminous,
Flung from the body of devouring fires,
To Taranis erected on the heights
By priestly hands, for sacrifice performed
Exultingly, in view of open day
And full assemblage of a barbarous Host;
Or to Andates, Female Power! who gave
(For so they fancied) glorious Victory.

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- A few rude Monuments of mountain-stone
Survive; all else is swept away. - How bright
The appearances of things! From such, how changed
The existing worship; and with those compared,
The Worshippers how innocent and blest!
So wide the difference, a willing mind,
At this affecting hour, might almost think
That Paradise, the lost abode of man,
Was raised again: and to a happy Few,
In its original beauty, here restored.

Whence but from Thee, the true and only God,
And from the faith derived through Him who bled
Upon the Cross, this marvellous advance
Of good from evil; as if one extreme
Were left the other gained—O Ye, who come
To kneel devoutly in yon reverend Pile,
Called to such office by the peaceful sound
Of Sabbath bells; and Ye, who sleep in earth,
All cares forgotten, round its hallowed walls!
For You, in presence of this little Band
Gathered together on the green hill-side,
Your Pastor is emboldened to prefer
Vocal thanksgivings to the Eternal King;

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Whose love, whose counsel, whose commandy have made

Your very poorest rich in peace of thought
And in good works; and Him, who is endowed
With scantiest knowledge, Master of all truth
Which the salvation of his soul requires.
Conscious of that abundant favour showered
On you, the Children of my humble care,
And this dear Land, our Country, while on Earth
We sojourn, have I lifted up my soul,
Joy giving voice to fervent gratitude.
These barren rocks, your stern inheritance;
These fertile fields, that recompense your pains;
The shadowy vale, the sunny mountain-top;
Woods waving in the wind their lofty heads,
Or hushed; the roaring waters, and the still;
They see the offering of my lifted hands —
They hear my lips present their sacrifice-
They know if I be silent, morn or even:
For, though in whispers speaking, the full heart
Will find a vent; and Thought is praise to Him,
Audible praise, to Thee, Omniscient Mind,
From Whom all gifts descend, all blessings flow!"

This Vesper service closed, without delay,
From that exalted station to the plain
Descending, we pursued our homeward course,
In mute composure, o'er the shadowy lake,
Beneath a faded sky. No trace remained
Of those celestial splendours; gray the vault,
Pure, cloudless ether; and the Star of Eve
Was wanting; but inferior Lights appeared
Faintly, too faint almost for sight; and some
Above the darkened hills stood boldly forth

In twinkling lustre, ere the Boat attained

Her mooring-place; where, to the sheltering tree
Our youthful Voyagers bound fast her prow,

With prompt yet careful hands. This done, we paced
The dewy fields; but ere the Vicar's door
Was reached, the Solitary checked his steps;
Then, intermingling thanks, on each bestowed
A farewell salutation, and, the like
Receiving, took the slender path that leads
To the one Cottage in the lonely dell;
But turned not without welcome promise given,
That he would share the pleasures and pursuits
Of yet another summer's day, consumed
In wandering with us through the Valleys fair,
And o'er the Mountain-wastes. "Another sun,"
Said he, "shall shine upon us, ere we part,
Another sun, and peradventure more;
If time, with free consent, is yours to give, -
And season favours."

To enfeebled Power, From this communion with uninjured Minds, What renovation had been brought; and wha Degree of healing to a wounded spirit,

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