POETRY. 917 



And shall not Israel's sons exulting come, 



Ilail the glad beam, and claim their ancient home ; 



On David's throne shall David's offspring reign, 



And the dry bones be warm with life again. 



Hark ! white-rob'd crowds their deep Hosannas raise. 



And the hoarse flood repeats the sound of praise ; 



Ten thousand harps attune the mystic song, 



Ten thousand thousand saints the strain prolong ; • 



" Worthy the Lamb ! omnipotent to save, 



<' Who died, who lives, triumphant o'er the grave ! '* 



AN ELEGY. 



B^ William Mason, 7iot published in his Works. 



(From Bingley''s Tour in North Wales.) 



1. 



FROM southern Cambria's richly varied clime, 

 Where grace and grandeur share an equal reign; 

 Where cliffs o'erhung with shade, and hills sublime 

 Ot mountain lineage sweep into the main : 



2. 

 From bays where Commerce furls her wearied sails, 



Proud to have dar'd the dangers of the deep, 

 And floats at anchor'd ease enclos'd by rales. 



To Ocean's verge where stray the vent'rous sheep : 



3. 

 From brilliant scenes like these I turn my eye, 



And lo ! a solemn circle meets its view, 

 Wall'd to protect inhum'd mortality. 



And shaded close with poplar and with yew. 



4. 

 Deep in that dell the humble fane appears, 



Whence prayers, (if humble, best,) to heaven aspire ; 

 No tower embattl'd, no proud spire it rears, 

 A moss-grown corslet decks its lowly choir. 



5. 

 And round that fane the sons of toil repose, 



Who drove the plough-share, or the sail who spread, 

 With wives, with children, all in measur'd rows, 



Two whitened stones well mark the foct and head. * 



6. 

 While these between full many a simple flower. 



Pansy and pink with languid beauty smile ; 

 The j)rimrose opening at the twilight hour, 

 And velvet tufts of fragrant camomile. 



7. 

 For more intent the smell than sight to please, 

 Surviving love selcdts its vernal race, 



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