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Nought moves bet her fhadow alone 3 
She calls—but, ah !—to her crics 
No fond lover replies 5 
The foreft re-echoes her moan. 
Why roves Allona fo late at night 
Thro’ Ullin’s fitent vale, 
With nought bat the diftant northern light 
To guide her fteps thro’ fcenes of afiright, 
The light with its purple tail ? 
» She feeks by the ruddy keam 
Cathullin, the youth of her dream, 
Who hunted the roe on the plain. 
Two nights fhe has watched by the fire, 
She faw the embers expire, 
“But watched in the hall in vain. 
She mounts a cliff, and looks in vain 
Over the comfortlefs ftrand, 
There fomething holds her flowing train, 
And dolefully whines, and feems to com- 
plain, 
And fondly careffes her hand. 
¢< Ah! Luath, trufty doz, "tis thou ? 
Say on what mountain’s brow 
Cathullin follows the deer? 
Gr, is he benighted beneath 
‘The firs of the defart heath 3 
Why is Allona not near ? 
‘¢ Alas! he hunts the deer no more, 
Nor more returns to his hall: 
The lake fo mournfully beats the fhore, 
And every billow feems to deplore. 
Luath, thou faw' ft bim fall: 
Thou waft his faithful guide, 
Thou never ftirr’d from his fide— 
Alone he lies oa the coat. 
Tell.me, ye foirits of air, 
Where is Cathullin? Ah! where 
Wanders Cathullin’s ghoft ?” 
And the air groans, the north wind blows, 
‘ There rifes a mifty form— 
The vapours of night the fpeétre com- 
pote, . 
Over the foaming billows it goes 3 
*Tis driven on fhore by the ftorm :—= 
Sublime it ftalks on high, 
And mounts the clouds of the fky; 
But loft is his bugle horn ; 
The cord of his bow is unftrung 5 
At his fhoulder a quiver is hung, 
But every arrow is gone. 
He turns to Allona—but ah, how pale! 
Perey is his face ! 
Tho! fweetly he peaks as the whifpering 
gale— 
** No more I return to my natal yale, 
No more i return from the chace. 
Unwary, beyond the grove, 
Where I was wont to rove, 
IT followed the fwiit-footed roe 3 
Vapours covered the deep, 
Deceiv’d by the waters afleep, 
i jell in the lake below,” 
Original Poetry, a 
{F eb. ty } 
“The nymph, "twixt terror and delight, 
Will clafp her lover there; )” 
But the fpitit, compofed of the vapours of 
night, 
Sips through her arms, and takes i its fighta< 
“She fees it melt into air. 
She hears the thunde?s roll, 
Horror chills her foul, 
And freezes the adnate of her blood. 
Her troubled fenfes are fled, 
Giddinefs turns her head, Py 
She finks into the flood. 
/ 
And oft, when the winds fhall ceafe to 
roar, 
And, grey’as the robe of a ghott, 
The dull thick vapours hoyer o’er 6 
The path that finks on the fandy fhore, 
And climbs the craggy coaft ; 
. An eddy fhall curl the deep, . 
And the two fpirits fhall fweep, 
_ Light as the fleecy fnow, 
Along the lake’s liquid face, 
And, join’d in a mutual embrace, ~ 
Shali fink in the waters below. 
Weimar, May 22, 1801 
Written on wifiting SiDMOUT Hy im 
DEVONSHIRE. 
‘OW reigns a folemn ftillnefs over the 
deep, 
No ruder blaft difturbs the general peace 5 
Serenely fmile the fkies, and every wave 
Dies with a gentle murmur on the fhore. 
Now finks the glorious regent of the day 
Behind the weftera cliffs, and eve refumes | 
Her modeft fceptre. O’er the fmooth exs 
panfe : 
The hhadowy breeze is gently feen to move, 
Its track diftinguifh’d by a darker fhade. 
The fea-gull flutters in the dufly air, 
Whofe quick tumultuous cry makes filence 
feem 
More filent; while, above the briny wave, 
The floundering dolphin . thoots the pointed 
head, 
And calls imagination to furvey 
Ocean’s vaft progeny; the caverns deep 
Untathomable, immenfe, where lie conceal’d 
Unwieldy forms, peopling the dark abyfs. 4 
Soon, from heav’n’s concave looks the paler. 
orb, 
Whofe cbr teeral rule the ebbing feas obey 
Upon the fabjeet tide, and foftly pours 
Her, trembling radiance down: on that bright 
track 
The eye delighted dwells, dnd feems to trace 
Ideal fhapes in robes of pref light, 
With gentle minds inform’d, that love. to 
glide 
O’er the calm bofom of the fwelling mains 
Beneath the lunar beam. 
Exetere }. H. 2. 
Zo 
