266 THE COUNTRY CLERGYMAN. 



meadow rich with herbage, and covered with groups 

 of cattle, some feeding, and others ruminating in 

 apparent listlessness and content. 



' Here on thy banks so gaily green, 



' May numerous herds and flocks be seen, 



' And lasses chanting o'er the pail ' 



The scene was new to Mr. Eames and Mr. Hilary, 

 and while Dr. Hastings and his attendant were 

 adjusting the rods and selecting the proper flies, 

 they reclined at their ease on the margin of the 

 pool where they were to commence their first trial 

 in the art of angling. 



It was on this occasion that Mr. Eames com- 

 posed the following lines, which shewed that he was 

 not insensible to the charms of the scene around him. 



THE BANKS OF THE STREAM. 



Away to the streamlet, away, away 1 

 The sun is up in his realms of light, 



But it is not alone from his captured prey, 

 That the fisherman wins bis keen delight, 



Ah no ! 'tis the breath of the infant day, 

 'Tis the air so fresh, and the sky so bright, 

 In these is the fisherman's best delight. 



And what is so sweet as a morn like this, 

 And what so fair as these tranquil dells 



When dances the heart with it's thoughts of bliss, 

 When the wild, clear note of the sky-lark swells, 



When the cowslip is wooed by the sun's first kiss ; 

 And nestles the bee in its amber cells, 

 Oh 1 such are the charms of these tranquil dells.- 



