You, frequent pausing, turn, and from her eyes. ** Where meeken'd sense, and amiable grace,vis!? And lively sweetness dwell, enraptured, drinkged That nameless spirit of etherial joy, 1 for bauen [ Unutterable happiness! which love
Alone bestows, and on a favour'd few.
Meantime you gain the height, from whose fair brow The bursting prospect spreads immense around: 1 And snatch'd o'er hill and dale, and wood and lawn, And verdant field, and darkening heath between,...) i And villages embosom'd soft in trees, dat baf And spiry towns by surging columns mark'd su K Of household smoke, your eye excursive roams Wide stretching from the hall, in whose kind haunt The Hospitable Genius lingers still,
To where the broken landscape, by degrees, Ascending, roughens into rigid hills;
O'er which the Cambrian mountains, like far clouds That skirt the blue horizon, dusky rise.
Flush'd by the spirit of the genial year, Now from the virgin's cheek a fresher bloom Shoots, less and less, the live carnation round Her lips blush deeper sweets; she breathes of youth; The shining moisture swells into her eyes. In brighter flow; her wishing bosom heaves irolya' With palpitations wild; kind tumults seized I Her veins, and all her yielding soul is love...íml From the keen gaze her lover turns away, a reli Full of the dear ecstatic power, and sick oftetood
With sighing languishment. Ah then, ye fair!re Be greatly cautious of your sliding hearts: h Dare not the' infectious sigh; the pleading look, 5~ & Downcast and low, in meek submission dress'd, **I But full of guile. Let not the fervent tongue, Prompt to deceive, with adulation smooth,
Gain on your purposed will. Nor in the bower, Where woodbines flaunt and roses shed a couch, While Evening draws her crimson curtains round, & Trust your soft minutes with betraying Man.
And let the' aspiring youth beware of love, Of the smooth glance beware; for 'tis too late, When on his heart the torrent softness pours; Then wisdom prostrate lies, and fading fame Dissolves in air away; while the fond soul, Wrapp'd in gay visions of unreal bliss, Still paints the' illusive form; the kindling grace; The' enticing smile; the modest seeming eye, Beneath whose beauteous beams, belying heaven, Lurk searchless cunning, cruelty, and death: And still false-warbling in his cheated ear, Her siren voice, enchanting, draws him on To guileful shores and meads of fatal joy. E'en present, in the very lap of love Inglorious laid, while music flows around, Perfumes, and oils, and wine, and wanton hours; Amid the roses fierce Repentance rears
Her snaky crest: a quick returning pang
Shoots through the conscious heart; where honour still,
And great design, against the oppressive load Of luxury, by fits, impatient heave.senny - igte th47 But absent, what fantastic woes, aroused, Rage in each thought, by restless musing fed, snja Chill the warm cheek, and blast the bloom of life? Neglected fortune flies; and sliding swift, 19 Prone into ruin, fall his scorn'd affairs.
O k891 'Tis nought but gloom around the darken'd sun rid Loses his light. The rosy bosom'd Spring++
To weeping Fancy pines; and yon bright arch, 1 Contracted, bends into a dusky vault a gift is t All Nature fades extinct; and she aloney 916: »Ø¢<£ Heard, felt, and seen, possesses every thought, Fills every sense, and pants in every vein Books are but formal dulness, tedious friends; And sad amid the social band he sits,‚ÂT Lonely and unattentive. From his tongue The' unfinish'd period falls: while, borne away On swelling thought, his wafted spirit flies a af To the vain bosom of his distant fair oq yos ni And leaves the semblance of a lover, fixldy rod eind In melancholy site, with head declined, minera And love-dejected eyes. Sudden he starts, und,A Shook from his tender trance, and restless runst un To glimmering shades and sympathetic glooms; * Where the dun umbrage o'er the falling stream at Romantic hangs; there through the pensive dusk Strays, in heart-thrilling meditation lost, e Indulging all to love: or on the bank
Thrown, amid drooping lilies, swells the breeze A With sighs unceasing, and the brook with tears. 20 Thus in soft anguish he consumes the day,eds 107 Nor quits his deep retirement, till the Moon Peeps through the chambers of the fleecy east, Enlighten'd by degrees, and in her train Leads on the gentle Hours; then forth he walks, Beneath the trembling languish of her beam, With soften'd soul, and woos the bird of eve To mingle woes with hise or, while the world And all the sons of Care lie hush'd in sleep, Associates with the midnight shadows drear; And, sighing to the lonely taper, pours His idly tortured heart into the page, Meant for the moving messenger of love; Where rapture burns on rapture, every line With rising frenzy fired. But if on bed Delirious flung, sleep from his pillow flies, All night he tosses, nor the balmy power In any posture finds; till the gray Morn Lifts her pale lustre on the paler wretch, Exanimate by love; and then perhaps Exhausted Nature sinks a while to rest, Still interrupted by distracted dreams, That o'er the sick imagination rise,
And in black colours paint the mimic scene. Oft with the enchantress of his soul he talks Sometimes in crowds distress'd; or if retired vor et la que Jorba!
To secret winding flower-enwoven bowers, Far from the dull impertinence of Man, Just as he, credulous, his endless cares Begins to lose in blind oblivious love,
Snatch'd from her yielded hand he knows not how, Through forests huge, and long untravel'd heaths With desolation brown, he wanders waste, ***** In night and tempest wrapp'd: or shrinks aghast, Back from the bending precipice; or wades The turbid stream below, and strives to reach The further shore; where succourless and sad, She with extended arms his aid implores;" But strives in vain; borne by the' outrageous flood To distance down, he rides the ridgy wave, Or whelm❜d beneath the boiling eddy sinks. These are the charming agonies of love, Whose misery delights. But through the heart Should jealousy its venom oǹce diffuse, 'Tis then delightful misery no more, But agony unmix'd, incessant gall,^ Corroding every thought, and blasting all Love's paradise. Ye fairy prospects, then, Ye beds of roses, and ye bowers of joy, Farewell! ye gleamings of departed peace, Shine out your last! the yellow tinging plague Internal vision taints, and in a night
Of livid gloom imagination wraps.
Ah then! instead of love-enliven'd cheeks,
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