NATURE. T may indeed be phantasy when I Essay to draw from all created things Deep, heartfelt, inward joy that closely clings; And trace in leaves and flowers that round me lie Lessons of love and earnest piety. So let it be; and if the wide world rings In mock of this belief, to me it brings Nor fear, nor grief, nor vain perplexity. And the blue sky my fretted dome shall be, The only God! and Thou shalt not despise FANCY IN NUBIBUS. IT is pleasant, with a heart at ease, Just after sunset, or by moonlight skies, To make the shifting clouds be what you please, Or let the easily-persuaded eyes Own each quaint likeness issuing from the mould Of a friend's fancy; or, with head bent low And cheek aslant, see rivers flow of gold 'Twixt crimson banks; and then, a traveller, go From mount to mount through Cloudland, gorgeous land! Or listening to the tide, with closëd sight, Be that blind bard who, on the Chian strand By those deep sounds possessed with inward light, Beheld the Iliad and the Odyssee Rise to the swelling of the voiceful sea. THE AUTUMNAL MOON. ILD splendour of the various-vested Night! I watch thy gliding, while with watery light FAREWELL TO LOVE. AREWELL, sweet Love! yet blame you not my truth: More fondly ne'er did mother eye her child Your fair creations, and had won her kindness, Your dream alone I dreamt, and caught your blindness. ASK not riches, and I ask not power, Me ever,—a far sweeter nymph I woo. Hail, sweet Retirement! lead me to thy bower, Where fair Content has spread her loveliest flower, Of more enduring, though less gaudy hue, Than Pleasure scatters to her giddy crew; Nor let aught break upon thy sacred hour, Save some true friend, of pure congenial soul; To such the latchet of my wicket-gate Let me lift freely, glad to share the dole Fortune allows me, whether small or great, And a warm heart, that knows not the control Of Fortune, and defies the frown of Fate. |