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Nay let us gaze ev'n till the sense is full	A
Upon the rich creation shadowed so	B
That not great Nature in her loftiest pomp	C
Of living beauty ever on the sight	D
Rose more magnificent nor aught so fair	E
Hath Fancy in her wildest brightest mood	F
Imaged of things most lovely when the sounds	G
Of this cold cloudy world at distance sink	H
And all alone the warm idea lives	I
Of what is great or beautiful or good	J
In Nature's general plan	K
So the vast scope	L
O Rubens of thy mighty mind and such	M
The fervour of thy pencil pouring wide	N
The still illumination that the mind	O
Pauses absorbed and scarcely thinks what powers	P
Of mortal art the sweet enchantment wrought	Q
She sees the painter with no human touch	M
Create embellish animate at will	R
The mimic scenes from Nature's ampler range	S
Caught as by inspiration while the clouds	T
High wandering and the fairest form of things	U
Seem at his bidding to emerge and burn	V
With radiance and with life	W
Let us subdued	F
Now to the magic of the moment lose	X
The thoughts of life and mingle every sense	Y
Ev'n in the scenes before us	Z
The fresh morn	A2
Of summer shines the white clouds of the east	B2
Are crisped beneath the bright blue champaign steams	C2
The banks the meadows and the flowers send up	D2
An incensed exhalation like the meek	E2
And holy praise of Him whose soul's deep joy	F2
The lone woods witness Thou whose heart is sick	G2
Of vanities who in the throng of men	H2
Dost feel no lenient fellowship whose eye	I2
Turns with a languid carelessness around	J2
Upon the toiling crowd still murmuring on	K2
Restless oh think in summer scenes like these	L2
How sweet the sense of quiet gladness is	M2
That like the silent breath of morning steals	N2
From lowly nooks and feels itself expand	O2
Amid the works of Nature to the Power	P2
That made them to the awful thought of HIM	Q2
Who when the morning stars shouted for joy	F2
Bade the great sun from tenfold darkness burst	R2
The green earth roll in light and solitude	F
First hear the voice of man whilst hills and woods	S2
Stood eminent in orient hues arrayed	T2
His dwelling and all living Nature smiled	U2
As in this pictured semblance beaming full	A
Before us	Z
Mark again the various view	V2
Some city's far off spires and domes appear	W2
Breaking the long horizon where the morn	A2
Sits blue and soft what glowing imagery	X2
Is spread beneath Towns villages light smoke	Y2
And scarce seen windmill sails and devious woods	S2
Chequering 'mid sunshine the grass level land	O2
That stretches from the sight	D
Now nearer trace	Z2
The forms of trees distinct the broad brown oak	Y2
The poplars that with silvery trunks incline	A3
Shading the lonely castle flakes of light	D
Are flung behind the massy groups that now	B3
Enlarging and enlarging still unfold	C3
Their separate beauties But awhile delay	D3
Pass the foot bridge and listen for we hear	E3
Or think we hear her listen to the song	F3
Of yonder milkmaid as she brims her pail	G3
Whilst in the yellow pasture pensive near	W2
The red cows ruminate	H3
Break off break off for lo where all alarmed	I3
The small birds from the late resounding perch	J3
Fly various hushed their early song and mark	K3
Beneath the darkness of the bramble bank	L3
That overhangs the half seen brook where nod	M3
The flowing rushes dew besprent with breast	N3
Ruddy and emerald wing the kingfisher	P2
Steals through the dripping sedge away What shape	O3
Of terrors scares the woodland habitants	Z2
Marring the music of the dawn Look round	J2
See where he creeps beneath the willowy stump	P3
Cowering and low step silent after step	Q3
The booted fowler keen his look and fixed	R3
Upon the adverse bank while with firm hand	O2
He grasps the deadly tube his dog with ears	Z2
Hung back and still and steady eye of fire	P2
Points to the prey the boor intent moves on	K2
Panting and creeping close beneath the leaves	Z2
And fears lest ev'n the rustling reeds betray	D3
His footfall nearer yet and yet more near	W2
He stalks Who now shall save the heedless group	S3
The speckled partridges that in the sun	T3
On yonder hillock green across the stream	U3
Bask unalarmed beneath the hawthorn bush	V3
Whose aged boughs the crawling blackberry	X2
Entwines	Z2
And thus upon the sweetest scenes	Z2
Of human loveliness and social peace	Z2
Domestic when the full fond heart reclines	Z2
Upon its hopes and almost mingles tears	Z2
Of joy to think that in this hollow world	W3
Such bliss should be its portion then alas	Z2
The bitter change then with his unheard step	Q3
In darkness shrouded yet approaching fast	X3
Death from amidst the sunny flowers lifts up	D2
His giant dread anatomy and smites	Z2
Smites the fair prospect once whilst every bloom	Y3
Hangs shrivelled and a sound of mourning fills	Z2
The lone and blasted valley but no sound	J2
Is here of sorrow or of death though she	X2
The country Kate with shining morning cheek	E2
Who in the tumbril with her market gear	W2
Sits seated high seems to expect the flash	Z3
Exploding that shall lay the innocent	A4
And feathered tenants of the landscape low	B
Not so the clown who heedless whether life	W
Or death betide across the plashy ford	B4
Drives slow the beasts plod on foot following foot	C4
Aged and grave with half erected ears	Z2
As now his whip above their matted manes	Z2
Hangs tremulous while the dark and shallow stream	U3
Flashes beneath their fetlock he astride	N
On harness saddle not a sidelong look	D4
Deigns at the breathing landscape or the maid	T2
Smiling behind the cold and lifeless calf	E4
Her sole companion and so mated oft	F4
Is some sweet maid whose thrilling heart was formed	G4
For dearer fellowship But lift the eye	I2
And hail the abode of rural ease The man	K
Walks forth from yonder antique hall that looks	Z2
The mistress of the scene its turrets gleam	U3
Amid the trees and cheerful smoke is seen	H4
As if no spectred shape though most retired	I4
The spot there ever wandered stoled in white	D
Along the midnight chambers but quaint Mab	J4
Her tiny revels led till the rare dawn	K4
Peeped out and chanticleer his shrill alarm	L4
Beneath the window rang then with a wink	H
The shadowy rout have vanished	M4
As the morn	A2
Jocund ascends how lovely is the view	V2
To him who owns the fair domain The friend	N4
Of his still hours is near to whom he vowed	O4
His truth her eyes reflect his bliss his heart	P4
Beats high with joy his little children play	D3
Pleased in his pathway one the scattered flowers	Z2
Straggling collects the other spreads its arms	Z2
In speechless blandishment upon the neck	Q4
Of its caressing nurse	Z2
Still let us gaze	Z2
And image every form of heartfelt joy	F2
Which scenes like these bestow that charm the sight	D
Yet soothe the spirit All is quiet here	E3
Yet cheerful as the green sea when it shines	Z2
In some still bay shines in its loneliness	Z2
Beneath the breeze that moves and hardly moves	Z2
The placid surface	Z2
On the balustrade	D
Of the old bridge that o'er the moat is thrown	R4
The fisher with his angle leans intent	D
And turns from the bright pomp of spreading plains	Z2
To watch the nimble fry that glancing oft	D
Beneath the gray arch shoot Oh happiest he	X2
Who steals through life untroubled as unseen	H4
The distant city with its crowded spires	Z2
That dimly shines upon his view awakes	Z2
No thought but that of pleasure more composed	D
As the winds whisper him to sounder sleep	S4
He leans upon the faithful arm of her	P2
For whom his youthful heart beat fondly beat	D
When life was new time steals away yet health	T4
And exercise are his and in these shades	Z2
Though sometimes he has mourned a proud world's wrong	F3
He feels an independence that all cares	Z2
Breasts with a carol of content he hears	Z2
The green leaves of his old paternal trees	Z2
Make music soothing as they stir the elm	U4
And poplar with its silvery trunk that shades	Z2
The green sward of the bank before his porch	V4
Are to him as companions whilst he turns	Z2
With more endearment to the living smile	W4
Of those his infants who when he is dead	D
Shall hear the music of the self same trees	Z2
Waving till years roll on and their gray hairs	Z2
Go to the dust in peace	Z2
Away sad thought	D
Lo where the morning light through the dark wood	D
Upon the window pane is flung like fire	P2
Hail Life and Hope and thou great work of art	D
That 'mid this populous and busy swarm	X4
Of men dost smile serene as with the hues	Z2
Of fairest grandest Nature may'st thou speak	E2
Not vainly of the endearments and best joys	Z2
That Nature yields The manliest heart that swells	Z2
With honest English feelings while the eye	I2
Saddened but not cast down beholds far off	Y4
The darkness of the onward rolling storm	X4
Charmed for a moment by this mantling view	V2
Its anxious tumults shall suspend and such	M
The pensive patriot shall exclaim thy scenes	Z2
My own beloved country such the abode	D
Of rural peace and while the soul has warmth	Z4
And voice has energy the brave arm strength
England thou shalt not fall The day shall come
Yes and now is that thou shalt lift thyself	V2
And woe to him who sets upon thy shores	Z2
His hostile foot Proud victor though he be	X2
His bloody march shall never soil a flower	P2
That hangs its sweet head in the morning dew	V2
On thy green village banks His mustered hosts	Z2
Shall be rolled back in thousands and the surge
Bury them Then when peace illumes once more
My country thy green nooks and inmost vales	Z2
It will be sweet amidst the forest glens	Z2
To stray and think upon the distant storm	X4
That howled but injured not	D
At thoughts like these	Z2
What heart what English heart but shall beat high	V2
Meantime its keen flash passed thine eye intent	D
Beaumont shall trace the master strokes of art	D
And view the assemblage of the finished piece	Z2
As with his skill who formed it ruder views	Z2
Savage with solitary pines hung high	V2
Amid the broken crags where scowling wait	D
The fierce banditti stern Salvator's hand	D
Shall aptly shade o'er Poussin's clustering domes	Z2
With ampler umbrage the black woods shall hang
Beneath whose waving gloom the sudden flash	Z3
Of broken light upon the brawling stream	U3
Is flung below	B
A rial Claude shall paint	D
The gray fane peering o'er the summer woods	Z2
The azure lake below or distant seas	Z2
And sails in the pellucid atmosphere	W2
Soft gleaming to the morn Dark on the rock
Where the red lightnings burst shall Wilson stand	D
Like mighty Shakspeare whom the imps of fire	P2
Await Nor oh sweet Gainsborough shall thee	X2
The Muse forget whose simple landscape smiles	Z2
Attractive whether we delight to view	V2
The cottage chimney through the high wood peep	S4
Or beggar beauty stretch her little hand	D
With look most innocent or homeward kine	H4
Wind through the hollow road at eventide	D
Or browse the straggling branches	Z2
Scenes like these	Z2
Shall charm all hearts while truth and beauty live	V2
And Nature's pictured loveliness shall own	H4
Each master's varied touch but chiefly thou	B3
Great Rubens shalt the willing senses lead	D
Enamoured of the varied imagery	X2
That fills the vivid canvas swelling still	R
On the enraptured eye of taste and still	R
New charms unfolding though minute yet grand	D
Simple yet most luxuriant every light	D
And every shade greatly opposed and all
Subserving to one magical effect	D
Of truth and harmony	X2
So glows the scene	H4
And to the pensive thought refined displays	Z2
The richest rural poem Oh may views	Z2
So pictured animate thy classic mind	D
Beaumont to wander 'mid Sicilian scenes	Z2
And catch the beauties of the pastoral bard	D
Shadowing his wildest landscapes tna's fires	Z2
Bebrycian rocks Anapus' holy stream	U3
And woods of ancient Pan the broken crag
And the old fisher here the purple vines	Z2
There bending and the smiling boy set down	H4
To guard who innocent and happy weaves	Z2
Intent his rushy basket to ensnare	E
The chirping grasshoppers nor sees the while	W4
The lean fox meditate her morning meal
Eyeing his scrip askance whilst further on	H4
Another treads the purple grapes he sits	Z2
Nor aught regards but the green rush he weaves	Z2
O Beaumont let this pomp of light and shade	D
Wake thee to paint the woods that the sweet Muse	Z2
Has consecrated then the summer scenes	Z2
Of Phasidamus clad in richer light	D
Shall glow the glancing poplars and clear fount	D
While distant times admire as now we trace	Z2
This summer mantling view hoar tna's pines	Z2
The vine hung grotts and branching planes that shade	D
The silver Arethusa's stealing wave	V2