CLIFTOI^ GEOVE. 



And heard, while awe congeal'd my inmost soul, 



His voice terrific in the thunders roll. 



With secret joy, I view'd with vivid glare, 



The volley'd liglitnings cleave the sullen air; 



And, as the warring winds around reviled, 



With awful pleasure big, — I heard and smil'd. 



Beloved remembrance ! — Memory which endears 



This silent spot to my advancing years. 



Here dwells eternal peace, eternal rest, 



In shades like these to live, is to be blest. 



While happiness evades the busy crowd, 



In rural coverts loves the maid to shroud. 



And thou, too. Inspiration, whose wild llame 



Shoots with electric swiftness through the frame, 



Thou here dost love to sit, with up-turn'd eye, 



And listen to the stream that murmurs by, 



The woods that wave, the grey- owl's silken flight, 



The mellow music of the listening night. 



Congenial calms more welcome to my breast 



Than maddening j jy in dazzling lustre drest, 



To heaven my prayers, my daily prayers I raise, 



That ye may bless my unambitious days, 



Withdrawn, remote, from all the haunts of strife 



May trace with me the lowly vale of life. 



And when her banner Death shall o'er me wave 



May keep your peaceful vigils on my grave. 



Xow, as I rove, where wide the prospect grows, 



A livelier light upon my vision flows. 



No more above, the embracing branches meet ; 



Xo more the river gurgles at my feet, 



But seen deep down the cliff's impending side 



Through hanging woods, now gleams its silver tide. 



Dim is my upland path, — across the Green 



Fantastic shadows fling, yet oft between 



The chequer'd glooms, the moon her chaste ray sheds, 



Where knots of blue-bells droop their graceful heads, 



And beds of violets blooming 'mid the trees. 



Load with waste fragrance the nocturnal breeze. 



Say, why docs man, while to his opening sight, 



