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When France in wrath her giant-limbs up-rear'd,
And with that oath, which smote air, earth, and
Sea,
Stamp'd her strong foot and said she would be
free,
Bear witness for me, how I hoped and fear'd 25
With what a joy my lofty gratulation
Unawed I sang, amid a slavish band:
And when to whelm the disenchanted nation,
Like fiends embattled by a wizard's wand,
The Monarchs march'd in evil day, 3o
And Britain join'd the dire array;
Though dear her shores and circling ocean,
Though many friendships, many youthful loves,
Had swoln the patriot emotion,
And flung a magic light o'er all her hills and
groves; 35
Yet still my voice, unalter'd, sang defeat
To all that braved the tyrant-quelling lance,
And shame too long delay'd and vain retreat!
For ne'er, O Liberty! with partial aim
I dimm'd thy light or damp'd thy holy flame; 4o
But bless'd the paeans of deliver'd France,
And hung my head and wept at Britain's name.

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To scatter rage and traitorous guilt, Where Peace her jealous home had built; A patriot-race to disinherit Of all that made their stormy wilds so dear; 75 And with inexpiable spirit To taint the bloodless freedom of the mountaineer — O France, that mockest Heaven, adulterous, blind, And patriot only in pernicious toils, Are these thy boasts, champion of human kind? To mix with kings in the low lust of sway, 81 Yell in the hunt, and share the murderous prey; To insult the shrine of Liberty with spoils From freemen torn; to tempt and to betray?

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BEFORE SUNRISE IN THE WALE OF CHAMOUNI

Hast thou a charm to stay the morning-star
In his steep course? So long he seems to pause
On thy bald awful head, O sovran Blanc
The Arve and Arveiron at thy base
Rave ceaselessly; but thou, most awful Form 5
Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines,
How silently Around thee and above
Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black,

. An ebon mass: methinks thou piercest it,

As with a wedge ' But when I look again, Io
It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine,
Thy habitation from eternity!
O dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee,
Till thou, still present to the bodily sense,
Didst vanish from my thought: entranced in
prayer I5
I worshipp'd the Invisible alone.

Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my

thought,

Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy: 20
Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfused,
Into the mighty vision passing – there,
As in her natural form, swell'd vast to Heaven!

Awake, my soul! not only passive praise
Thou owest not alone these swelling tears, 25
Mute thanks and secret ecstasyl Awake,
Voice of sweet song! Awake, my heart, awake!
Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my Hymn.

Thou first and chief, sole sovran of the Vale ! O struggling with the darkness all the night, 30 And visited all night by troops of stars, Or when they climb the sky or when they sink:

Companion of the morning-star at dawn,
Thyself earth's rosy star, and of the dawn
Co-herald ! wake, O wake, and utter praise! 35
Who sank thy sunless pillars deep in Earth?
Who fill'd thy countenance with rosy light?
Who made thee parent of perpetual streams?

And you, ye five wild torrents fiercely glad! Who call'd you forth from night and utter death, From dark and icy caverns call'd you forth, 41 Down those precipitous, black, jagged rocks, Forever shatter'd and the same forever? Who gave you your invulnerable life, Your strength, your speed, your fury, and your

joy, 45

Unceasing thunder and eternal foam P
And who commanded (and the silence came),
Here let the billows stiffen, and have rest?

Ye ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain – 5o Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopp'd at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living

flowers 56

Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet?— God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!

God! sing, ye meadow-streams, with gladsome voicel 6o

Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds!

And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God!

Ye living flowers that skirt the eternal frost!

Ye wild goats sporting round the eagle's nest! 65
Ye eagles, play-mates of the mountain-storm 1
Ye lightnings, the dread arrows of the clouds!
Ye signs and wonders of the element
Utter forth God, and fill the hills with praise!
Thou too, hoar Mount! with thy sky-pointing

peaks, 7o Oft from whose feet the avalanche, unheard, Shoots downward, glittering through the pure

Serene, Into the depth of clouds that veil thy breast— Thou too again, stupendous Mountain' thou That as I raise my head, awhile bow'd low 75 In adoration, upward from thy base Slow-travelling with dim eyes suffused with tears, Solemnly seemest, like a vapoury cloud, To rise before me — Rise, O ever rise, Rise like a cloud of incense, from the earth! 8o

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