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13. Echo, in or airy round,
O'er the river, rock, and hill,
Save the clack pi yonder mill. 14. Cattle court the zephyrs bland,
Where the streamlet wanders cool; Or with languid silence stand
Midway in the marshy pool. 15. But from mountain, dell, or stream,
Not a flutt'ring zephyr springs;
Scorch its soft, its silken wings. 16. Not a leaf has leave to stir,
Nature's lull'd-serene--and still! Quiet e'en the shepherd's cur,
Sleeping on the heath-clad hill. 17. Languid is the landscape round,
Tiil the fresh descending show'r, Grateful to the thirsty ground,
Raises ev'ry fainting How'r. 18. Now the hill-the hedge-are green,
Now the warblers' throats in tune; Blithsome is the verdant scene, Brighten'd by the beams of noon.
EVENING. 19. O'ER the heath the heifer strays
Free-(the furrow'd task is done;) Now the village windows blaze,
Burnish'd by the setting sun. 20. Now he sets behind the hill,
Sinking from a golden sky :
Copy the refulgent dye?
(To the smoking hamlet bound,) Giant-like their shadows grow
Lengthen'd o'er the level ground. 22. Where the rising forest spreads .
Shelter for the lordly dome! : To their high-built airy beds,
See the rooks returning home! 23. As the lark, with vary'd tune,
Carols to the ev'ning loud ;
Mark the mild resplendent moon,
Breaking through a parted cloud! 24. Now the hermit owlet peeps
From the barn or twisted brake ;
Curling on the silver lake,
Playful from its bosom springs:
Verges in successive rings,
O'er the path-divided dale,
With her well-pois'd milking pail !! 27. Linnets with unnumber'd notes,
And the cuckoo bird with two,
The order of nature. 1, SEE, thro' this air, this ocean, and this earth,,
All matter quick, and bursting into birth. Above, how high progressive life may go! • Around, how wide! how deep extend below: Vast chain of being! which from God began, Nature ethereal, human; angel, man; Beast, bird, fish, insect, what no eye can see, No glass can reach ; from infinite to thee, From thee to nothing.-On superior pow'rs Were we to press, inferior might on ours ; Or in the full creation leave a void, Where, one step broken, the great scale's destroy'd; From nature's chain whatever link you strike,
Tenth or ten thousandth breaks the chain alike, 2. And, if each system in gradation roll,
Alike essential to th' amazing whole,
All this dread ORDER break--for whom ? for thee?
Vile worm ! Oh madness! pride ! impiety ! 3. What if the foot, ordain'd the dust to tread,
Or hand, to toil, aspir'd to be the head ?
That great directing MIND OF ALL ordains.
He fills, he bounds, connects and equals all. 5. Cease then, nor ORDER imperfection name ;
Our proper bliss depends on what we blame,
Confidence in Divine protection.. 1. How are thy servants blest, O Lord !
How sure is their defence!
Their help Omnipotence.
2. In foreign realms, and lands remote,
Supported by thy care,
And breath'd in iainted dir,
Made ev'ry region please;
And smooth d the Tyrrhene seas. 4. Think, O my soul, devoutly think,
How with affrighted eyes,
In all its horrors rise !
And fear in every heart,
O'ercame the pilot's art.
Thy mercy set me free;
My soul took hold on thee.
High on the broken wave,
Nor impotent to save
Obedient to thy will;
At thy command was still.
Thy goodness I'll adore;
And humbly hope for more.
Thy sacrifice shall bc;
Hymn on a review of the seasons. 1. THESE, as they change, Almighty Father ! these,
Are but the varied God. The rolling year
Wide flush the fields; the soft'ning air is balm ;
And ev'ry sense, and ev'ry heart is joy.
With light and heart refulgent. Then Thy sun
By brooks and groves, in hollow-whisp'ring gales. 3. Thy bounty shines in autumn unconfin'd,
And spreads a common feast for all that lives.
And humblest nature with Thy northern blast. 4. Mysterious round! what skill, what force divine,
Deep felt, in these appear! a simple train,
That as they still succeed, they ravish still. 5. But wand'ring oft, with brute unconscious gaze, Man marks not Thee, marks not the mighty hand,
That, ever busy, wheels the silent spheres ;
With transport touches all the springs of life, 6. Nature, attend ! join every living soul,
Beneath the spacious temple of the sky;
Crown the great hymn!
Whether the blossom blows, the summer ray