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 pass bv; O most ambitious Star! thy Presence brought Of the distinguished few among mankind, As thou seem'st now to do: nor was a thought 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. ODE. 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 And left as if by earthquake strewn, Altars for Druid service fit; (But where no fire was ever lit Green moss-grown tower; or hoary tent; II.. Ye plough-shares sparkling on the slopes! Ye trees, that may to-morrow fall To feed the insatiate Prodigal! Lawns, houses, chattels, groves, and fields, 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, Rome's earliest legion passed! -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, |