Ever as now with Love and Virtue’s glow

Of one abyss, where life, and truth, and joyAre swallowed up—yet spare me, Spirit, pity me,Until the sounds I hear become my soul,And it has left these faint and weary limbs,To track along the lapses of the airThis wandering melody until it restsAmong lone mountains in some…

Of Adria towards Venice: a bare strandOf hillocks, heap’d from ever-shifting sand,Matted with thistles and amphibious weeds,Such as from earth’s embrace the salt ooze breeds,Is this; an uninhabited sea-side,Which the lone fisher, when his nets are dried,Abandons; and no other object breaksThe waste, but one dwarf tree and some few stakesBroken and unrepair’d, and the…

Were discord to the speaking quietudeThat wraps this moveless scene. Heaven’s ebon vault,Studded with stars unutterably bright,Through which the moon’s unclouded grandeur rolls,Seems like a canopy which love had spreadTo curtain her sleeping world. Yon gentle hills.Robed in a garment of untrodden snow;Yon darksome rocks, whence icicles dependSo stainless that their white and glittering spiresTinge…

Flows through the mind, and rolls its rapid waves,Now dark–now glittering–now reflecting gloom–Now lending splendour, where from secret springsThe source of human thought its tribute bringsOf waters–with a sound but half its own,Such as a feeble brook will oft assume,In the wild woods, among the mountains lone,Where waterfalls around it leap for ever,Where woods and…

Under a heaven of cedar boughs: the drouthOf love was on her lips; the light was goneOut of her eyes–

And some few souls of the high bliss debarredWhich else obey her powerful command;…mountain pilesThat load in grandeur Cambria’s emerald vales.