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O'er ample Nature I extend my views ;
Come, Contemplation, whofe unbounded gaze, Swift in a glance, the courfe of things surveys; Who in thyself the various view canst find Of sea, land, air, and heaven, and human-kind; What tides of passion in the bosom roll; What thoughts debase, and what exalt the soul, Whose peneil paints, obfequious to thy will, 2.5 All thou survey'st, with a creative skill ! Oh, leave awhile thy lov’d, fequester'd shade! Awhile in wintery wilds vouchsafe thy aid ! Then waf: me to some olive, bowery green, Where, cloath'din white, thou mew'ít a mind ferene; 30 Where kind Content from noise and court retires, And smiling fits, while Muses tune their lyres : Where Zephyrs gently breathe, while Sleep profound To their soft fanning nods, with poppies crown'd; Sleep, on a treasure of bright dreams reclines, By thee bestow'd; whence Fancy colour'd shines, And flutters round his brow a hovering flight, Varying her plumes in visionary light.
The solar fires now faint and watery burn, Just where with ice Aquarius frets his urn ! 40 If thaw'd, forth iflue, from its mouth severe, Raw clouds, that sadden all th’inverted year.
When Frost and Fire with martial powers engag'd, Frost, northward, fled the war, unequal wag'd ! Beneath the Pole his legions urg'd their flight, 45 And gain’d a cave profound and wide as night. O’er cheerless scenes by Desolation own'd, High on an Alp of ice he fits enthron'd!
One clay-cold hand, his crystal beard sustains,
55 A nitrous damp, that ftrikes petrific death. .
Far hence lies, ever-freez’d, the northern main,
Now Frost fent boreal blasts to scourge the air,
The falling moon cast, cold, a quivering light, Just filver'd o'er the snow, and funk!--pale night 70 Retir'd. The dawn in light-grey mists arose ! Shrill chants the cock !-the hungry heifer lows ! Slow blush yon breaking clouds ;-the sun 's uprollid! Th'expansive grey turns azure, chas’d with gold; White-glittering ice, chang'd like the topaz, gleams, 75 Reflecting fatfron luftre from his beams.
o Contemplation, teach me to explore,
Hark!the loud horn's enlivening note's begun!
Swans, ducks, and geese, and the wing’d winter-brood, Chatter discordant on yon echoing flood !
१० At Babel thus, when heaven the tongue confounds, Sudden a thousand different jargon-sounds, Like jangling bells, harsh mingling, grate the ear! All stare ! all talk ! all mean ; but none cohere! Mark! wiley fowlers meditate their doom,
Still Fancy wafts me on! deceiv'd I stand,
From hilly wilds, and depths where Inows remain,
On this bleak height tall firs, with ice-work crown'd,
So blend two fouls by heaven for union made, A:nd strengthening forward, lend a mutual aid, 130 And prove in every transient turn their aim, Through finite life to infinite the same.
Nor ends the landscape-Ocean, to my sight, Points a blue arm, where failing ships delight, In prospect lessen'd!--Now new rocks, rear'd high, 135 Siretch a cross-ridge, and bar the curious eye ;