216 Life and Times of " The Druid!' 



George Moore were so pronounced that I 

 am tempted to linger a little longer among 

 the thick coming; memories which the name 

 of that g-enerous-hearted Cumbrian recalls. 

 Nearly seventy years have now elapsed since, 

 as a youth of nineteen, George Moore set 

 eyes upon London for the first time. Dr. 

 Smiles presents his readers with an in- 

 teresting sketch of the journey from Carlisle 

 to London, performed by his young hero on 

 the top of a coach in the spring of 1825. It 

 might have been of him that Tennyson wrote 

 his famous lines : 



Make me feel the wild pulsation that I felt before the 



strife, 

 When I heard my days before me, and the tumult of 



my life ; 

 Yearning for the large excitement that the coming 



years would yield, 

 Eager hearted as a boy when first he leaves his 



father's field, 

 And at night along the dusky highway near and 



nearer drawn, 

 Sees in heaven the light of London flaring like a 



dreary dawn ; 

 And his spirit leaps within him to be gone before him 



then 

 Underneath the light he looks at, in among the throngs 



of men ; 



