Nor wanted, when their fortitude had held XXXIX. It is no Spirit who from Heaven hath flown Nor Traveller gone from Earth the Heavens to espy! 'Tis Hesperus there he stands with glittering crown, First admonition that the sun is down, For yet it is broad day-light! - clouds clouds pass bv ; A few are near him still and now the sky, He hath it to himself— 'tis all his own. O most ambitious Star! thy Presence brought Of the distinguished few among mankind, - nor was a thought Denied that even I might one day trace Some ground not mine; and, strong her strength above, My Soul, an Apparition in the place, Tread there, with steps that no one shall reprove! XL. O D E. THE PASS OF KIRKSTONE. I. WITHIN the mind strong fancies work, Of these fraternal hills: Where, save the rugged road, we find Nor hint of man, if stone or rock : Altars for Druid service fit; Green moss-grown tower; or hoary tent; ; II. Ye plough-shares sparkling on the slopes! Ye snow-white lambs that trip Ye trees, that may to-morrow fall Lawns, houses, chattels, groves, and fields, Of life's uneasy game the stake, O care! O guilt! - O vales and plains, A Genius dwells, that can subdue At once all memory of You, Most potent when mists veil the sky, Mists that distort and magnify; While the coarse rushes, to the sweeping breeze, Sigh forth their ancient melodies! III. List to those shriller notes! that march Perchance was on the blast, When, through this Height's inverted arch, They saw, adventurously impelled, And older eyes than theirs beheld, This block and yon, whose Church-like frame Be thankful, even though tired and faint, |