Out of the living rock, to be adorned
By nature only; but, if thither led,
Ye would discover, then, a studious work
Of many fancies, prompting many hands.

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'Brought from the woods the honeysuckle twines
Around the porch, and seems, in that trim place,
A plant no longer wild; the cultured rose
There blossoms, strong in health, and will be soon
Roof-high; the wild pink crowns the garden-wall,
And with the flowers are intermingled stones
Sparry and bright, rough scatterings of the hills.
These ornaments, that fade not with the year,
A hardy Girl continues to provide ;

Who, mounting fearlessly the rocky heights,
Her Father's prompt attendant, does for him
All that a boy could do, but with delight
More keen and prouder daring; yet hath she,
Within the garden, like the rest, a bed
For her own flowers and favorite herbs, a space,
By sacred charter, holden for her use.

- These, and whatever else the garden bears
Of fruit or flower, permission asked or not,
I freely gather; and my leisure draws
A not unfrequent pastime from the hum
Of bees around their range of sheltered hives
Busy in that inclosure; while the rill,

That sparkling thrids the rocks, attunes his voice
To the pure course of human life which there
Flows on in solitude. But when the gloom

Of night is falling round my steps, then most
This Dwelling charms me; often I stop short,
(Who could refrain?) and feed by stealth my sight
With prospect of the company within,

Laid open through the blazing window :
I see the eldest Daughter at her wheel
Spinning amain, as if to overtake

- there

The never-halting time; or, in her turn,
Teaching some Novice of the sisterhood
That skill in this or other household work,
Which, from her Father's honored hand, herself,
While she was yet a little-one, had learned.
Mild man! he is not gay, but they are gay;
And the whole house seems filled with gayety.
- Thrice happy, then, the Mother may be deemed,
The Wife, from whose consolatory grave
I turned, that ye in mind might witness where,
And how, her Spirit yet survives on earth!”

BOOK SEVENTH.

THE CHURCHYARD AMONG THE MOUN

TAINS.

CONTINUED.

ARGUMENT.

Impression of these Narratives upon the Author's mind. Pastor invited to give account of certain Graves that lie apart. - Clergyman and his Family. - Fortunate influence of change of situation. Activity in extreme old age. - Another Clergyman, a character of resolute Virtue. Lamentations over misdirected applause. — Instance of less exalted excellence in a deaf man. - Elevated character of a blind man. Reflection upon Blindness. — Interrupted by a Peasant who passes; his animal cheerfulness and careless vivacity. He occasions a digression on the fall of beautiful and interesting Trees. A female Infant's Grave.— Joy at her Birth.- Sorrow at her Departure. A youthful Peasant; his patriotic enthusiasm and distinguished qualities; his untimely death. - Exultation of the Wanderer, as a patriot, in this Picture.- Solitary how affected. Monument of a Knight. — Traditions concerning him. Peroration of the Wanderer, on the transitoriness of things and the revolutions of society. - Hints at his own past Calling. Thanks to the Pastor.

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