STREET. CO. THE SEASONS BY JAMES THOMSON. CRITICAL OBSERVATIONS OF VARIOUS AUTHORS ON IIIS GENIUS AND CHARACTER; NOTES, EXPLANATORY AND CRITICAL, JAMES ROBERT BOYD, EDITOR OF THE I I lljiilljlll 1 I. \ HI 1 1 III Jill I ' NIGHT THOUGHTS, UHIYBBSITY "The Seasons," a J^^^hp^feH"drt ^i^P^D^ the unfading beauties Nature, will live as long aa^gfejfe^jg WJffljgiyfr^ritten shall be re. REVISED EDITION. NEW YORK: A. S. BARNES & CO., 51 JOHN- STREET. CINCINNATI: II. W. DERBY A CO. 1856. -..:-: -:.yfc:> ; .- ^ -.:: :--::.\V. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1852 BY A. S. BARNES & CO. In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United States, for the Southern District of New York. RICHARD C. VALENTINE. NEW YORK.. PLAN AND DESIGN OF THIS EDITION, IN this age, when the press is covering our land with a frivolous and pernicious literature, there is great dan- ger that the rising generation will too much neglect, if not entirely lose sight of, those noble and solid produc- tions of the British Muse which were familiar to their predecessors the poems of Milton and Young, of Cow- per and Thomson. These are worthy, not of a hasty perusal only, but of frequent and profound study espe- cially by the young for the varied information which they contain ; for the learning, and taste, and high order of genius which they display, and for the eminent service they are adapted to afford, in the proper culture of the mind and of the heart. The study of such authors, if so far pursued as to secure a fair appreciation of their style, and sentiments, and scientific information, cannot fail to raise the mind above the danger of contaminating and degrading itself with the greatly inferior and the worth- less productions so common at the present day. But such an acquaintance with these authors cannot, except in rare instances, be looked for, without the aid of suit- able commentaries, that shall clear up obscure passages, call attention to what is beautiful or faulty in style or sentiment, and, in short, give to the immature and un- cultivated mind the aid and the incitement which it 4 PLAN AND DESIGN OF THIS EDITION. needs, to enter into the spirit and feel the force of these productions. In our academies and colleges the poets of Greece and Rome are critically studied ; many years of toil are bestowed upon them ; but it is painful to con- sider how little attention, on the other hand, is devoted to the English poets, though some of them are not less deserving than the former of study and admiration. It was the earnest desire and hope of leading teachers to give to the best English poets the same high place in a course of education, and the same attention which is given to the Roman and Grecian, that induced me to prepare a critical commentary on the Paradise Lost, and on Young's Xight Thoughts, and now upon Thomson's Seasons ; and I cannot doubt, that at no distant day a thorough and critical study of such works as these will l)e deemed essential, and will be demanded in all semi- naries above the grade of the primary schools. It is true that even in these the poems alluded to are used exten- sively ; but, in almost all instances, it is for no higher purpose than grammatical parsing. This, indeed, has its benefits, but there are much higher purposes to be attained in the proper study of these authors, which, it is hoped, may be secured by the diligent study of them in connection with the commentaries now before the public. Not only in the school-room in the family circle also the productions of these distinguished English poets, explained and illustrated, are much needed. Every family library and every districts chool library should contain a commentary upon Milton, and Young, and Thomson, adapted to the wants of the mass of readers. In my editions of these authors, I have endeavored, by the copiousness and elementary character of many of the notes, to make the study of them an introduction and PLAN AND DESIGN OF THIS EDITION. 5 preparation for the general reading of poetry to advan- tage an object of no small importance in the view of any one who duly regards a.nd seeks to promote the re- finement of taste, the proper culture of the imagination, and intellectual strength. Bishop Newton first rendered to the cause of literature and to the general reader, a most important service, by selecting from the papers of Addison, in the Spectator, the criticisms which they contained upon the Paradise Lost, and by distributing them in the form of notes to the various parts of the poem to which they related, that they might conveniently be read in connection with the pas- sage thus illustrated or explained. In the illustration of Thomson, I have adopted the same course, by selecting from the pages of reviews and other works, such valuable criticisms as I have discovered upon "The Seasons," and by distributing them through the poem for the con- venience of the reader : so that the notes will be found to embrace a tolerably extensive Cyclopedia of erudite and tasteful criticism, in reference to this poem, from the pens of some of the most distinguished critics of the pres- ent century no small advantage surely to all who have not access to these original sources, or if they had, have not the time or industry to look them up, as they might be found useful for the better appreciation of the succes- sive portions of the work. For the convenience of the reader, when taking up the poem for desultory or occasional perusal, the principal topics have l>een designated in a conspicuous manner, so that a selection may be made without difficulty or delay. That " The Seasons" eminently deserves the labor of criticism and of full illustration, will appear, on consid- ering the vast amount of interesting information of all 6 PLAN AND DESIGN OF THIS EDITION. kinds that is embodied in it ; more especially in regard to natural objects, phenomena, and events. While it is not devoid of sentiment, genial and refined, its more \ striking characteristic is the large extent and compass of knowledge which it displays. I have looked upon it as pre-eminently valuable, from the fulness and 'beauty of its teachings in all the prominent departments of Natural History, and have thought, that, by a some- what ample explanation of those subjects in the notes, a taste may be formed, or matured, in this interesting branch of study, and a foundation laid for prosecuting it with happy success. The desire is strongly felt, more- over, to encourage and aid the formation of the Tidbit, so seldom formed, and yet so valuable, of connecting with the study of Nature the study of its great Author : nor can it be doubted that if the youthful mind were trained to take delight in the beauties, sublimities, and ever- varying changes of the physical world, and to connect with its observation of these an habitual recognition of the infinitely wise and beneficent Creator, there would be furnished an unfailing source of profitable entertain- ment and delight that would strongly tend to raise the mind above the danger of vicious associations and the pursuit of vicious practices. In the language of one of Thomson's eloquent coun- trymen, it may be added, that " our moral being owes deep obligation to all who assist us to study Mature aright ; for, believe us, it is high and rare knowledge to know and to have the true and full use of our eyes. Millions go to the grave in old age without ever having learned it : they were just beginning, perhaps, to ac- quire it, when they sighed to think that ' they who look out of the windows were darkened,' and that, while they PLAN AND DESIGN OF THIS EDITION. 7 had been instructed how to look, sad shadows had fallen on .the whole face of nature, and that the time for those intuitions was gone forever. But the science of seeing has now found favor in our eyes ; and ' blessings are with them, and eternal praise,' who can discover, dis- cern, and describe the least as the greatest of nature's works ; who can see as distinctly the finger of God in the lustre of the little humming-bird murmuring round a rose-bush, as in that of ' the star of Jove, so beautiful and large,' shining sole in heaven." As Natural History, when properly taught, is a history of the works of the Creator, and thus of the glorious at- tributes concerned in their production ; as these works embrace a boundless variety and magnificence, the prop- er study and observation of them must tend to ennoble and exalt the mind, and to improve one's character, and to lead us into the angelic pleasure of communion with the Great Author of all good of all that is beautiful, grand, harmonious, and admirable in creation ; for they " Whom Nature's works can charm, with God himself Hold converse, grow familiar day by day With his conceptions, act upon his plan, And form to his the relish of their souls." In the study of nature, the aid of modern science must be diligently employed, to obtain any thing like a full view of her wonderful adaptations, and tendencies, and arrangements a full view of the astonishing dis- plays of the wisdom, and power, and goodness of the Creator ; and hence, for the uneducated reader, various scientific explanations of natural objects, phenomena, and operations have been furnished in the notes to this edition. But it would be difficult to find a more perti PLAN AND DESIGN OF THIS EDITION. nent and agreeable illustration of the great advantage that may be derived, in youth, from the study of Thorn- sorts Seasons, than Caroline Bowles (afterwards Mrs. Southey) has furnished, in the charming autobiography of her childhood, entitled " The Birth-Day." " And was it chance, or thy prevailing taste, Beloved instructress I that selected first (Part of my daily task) a portion short, Cull'd from thy ' Seasons,' Thomson ? Happy choice, Howe'er directed, happy choice for me ; For, as I read, new thoughts, new images Thrill'd through my heart, with undefined delight, Awakening so the incipient elements Of tastes and sympathies, that with my life Have grown and strengthened : often on its course, Yes on its darkest moments, shedding soft That rich, warm glow they only can impart ; A sensibility to Nature's charms That seems its living spirit to infuse (A breathing soul) in things inanimate ; To hold communion with the stirring air, The breath of flowers, the ever-shifting clouds, The rustling leaves, the music of the stream ; To people solitude with airy shapes, And the dark hour, when night and silence reigns, With immaterial forms of other worlds ; But, best and noblest privilege ! to feel Pervading Nature's all-harmonious whole, The great Creator's presence in his works." In his beautiful volume, entitled " The Wanderings of a Pilgrim," Dr. George B. Cheever offers some ob- servations of his own, and quotes some from the pages of John Foster, that seem highly appropriate to be in- troduced, in fuller illustration of the subject now in hand. He remarks : " We do not con men's features PLAN AND DESIGN OF THIS EDITION. V alone when we meet them : we learn their habits, thoughts, feelings ; we speak to their souls. And Na- ture hath a soul as well as features. But a man's own soul must be awakened within him, and not his pleas- ure-loving faculties and propensities merely, if he would enter into communion with the soul that is in nature. Otherwise, it is as with a vacant stare that he sees mountains, forests, bright skies, and sounding cataracts pass before him ; otherwise, it is like a sleep-walker that he himself wanders among them. What is not in him- self he finds not in nature ; and as all study is but a discipline to call forth our immortal faculties, no good will it do the man to range through nature as a study, if his inward being be asleep, if his mind be world-rusted and insensible. ' It were a vain endeavor Though I should gaze forever On that green light that lingers in the west ; , I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.' And hence the extreme and melancholy beauty of that passage in John Foster's writings, where he speaks of the power of external nature as an agent in our educa- tion, and laments the inward deficiency in many minds, which prevents our ; foster-mother' from being able to instil into them her sweetest, most exquisite tones and lessons. ' It might be supposed,' he says, ' that the scenes of nature, an amazing assemblage of phenomena, if their effect were not lost through familiarity, would have a powerful influence on all opening minds, and transfer into the internal economy of ideas and senti- ment something of a character and a color correspondent 1* 10 PLAN AND DESIGN OF THIS EDITION. to the beauty, vicissitude, and grandeur which continu- ally press on the senses. On minds of genius they often have this effect ; and Beattie's Minstrel may be as just as it is a fascinating description of the feelings of such a mind. But on the greatest number this influence oper- ates feebly ; you will not see the process in children, nor the result in mature persons. The charms of nature are objects only of sight and hearing, not of sensibility and imagination. And even the sight and hearing do not receive impressions sufficiently distinct and forcible for clear recollection ; it is not, therefore, strange that "these impressions seldom go so much deeper than the senses as to awaken pensiveness or enthusiasm, and fill the mind with an interior permanent scenery of beautiful images at its own command. This defect of fancy and sensibility is unfortunate amid a creation infinitely rich with grand and beautiful objects, which, imparting some thing more than images to a mind adapted and habitua- ted to converse with nature, inspire an exquisite senti- ment, that seems like the emanation of a spirit residing in them. It is unfortunate, I have thought within these few minutes, while looking out on one of the most enchant- ing nights of the most interesting season of the year, and hearing the voices of a company of persons, to whom I can perceive that this soft and solemn shade over the earth, the calm sky, the beautiful stripes of cloud, the stars, and the waning moon just risen, are all blank and indifferent.' " j Besides the Natural History, most beautifully and tooetically treated in this Poem throughout, and its adap- tation, from this source, to produce ennobling thoughts /of the Creator, and to lead us to the sublime habit of - religious communion with him through the medium of PLAN AND DESIGN OF THIS EDITION. 11 his varied works, there are many other aspects of this I noble production that commend it to our careful study, and which will be exhibited in the account that is given in the following pages of the general structure of the Poem, from the skilful pen of Dr. Aikin. To an Essay of this distinguished scholar and critic, on Thomson's Seasons, I have also been indebted for most of the valu- able "Kemarks" that are placed before each of the " Seasons." It deserves special notice that the Poem abounds in{ brief but admirable sketches of a large number of the most distinguished men of ancient and modern times philosophers, statesmen, poets, warriors, and kings : these sketches are rendered more complete and instruc- tive by the supplementary matter furnished in the Notes of the present edition. The "Critical Observations" illustrative of the genius and character of the poet, and which have been carefully gathered from the writings of men of a highly cultivated taste, constitute another feature of this edition which will commend it to the intelligent reader, and prepare him for a more eager and advantageous perusal of this great and noble Poem. Some disappointment, possibly, may be felt, on ob- serving that no professed memoir of the amiable poet is here provided ; but in place of it, I have judged it best, as his life is somewhat barren of incident, to scat- ter about in the notes such particulars relating to his character and history as were deemed sufficiently inter- esting ; and have thus accomplished the double purpose of exhibiting the poet, and of illustrating at the same time several passages in his Poem. Indeed (as Dr. Mur- dock remarks), " as for his more distinguishing qualities 12 PLAN AND DESIGN OF THIS EDITION. of mind and heart, they are better represented in his writings than they can be by the pen of any biogra- pher. There, his love of mankind, of his country and friends, his devotion to the Supreme Being, founded on the most elevated and just conceptions of his operations and providence, shine out in every page. He took no part in the poetical squabbles which happened in his time, and was respected and left, undisturbed by both sides. He would even refuse to take 'offence when he justly might, by interrupting any personal story that was brought to him, with some jest, or some humorous apology for the offender. Nor was he ever seen ruffled or discomposed, but when he read or heard of some fla- grant instance of injustice, oppression, or cruelty: then, indeed, the strongest marks of horror and indignation were visible in his countenance. These amiable vir- tues, this divine temper of mind, did not fail of their reward. His friends loved him with an enthusiastic ar- dor, and lamented his untimely fate : the best and greatest men of his time honored him with their friend- ship and protection." Among these, the Hon. George Lyttleton expressed his high regard for Thomson in the Prologue which he wrote for the poet's posthumous tragedy of " Coriolamis," in 1749, soon after the author's decease; and which was most feelingly delivered by Mr. Quin, another personal friend of Thomson's. The following lines form a part of the Prologue : " I come not here your candor to implore For scenes, whose author is, alas ! no more ; He wants no advocate his cause to plead ; You will yourselves be patrons of the dead. No party his benevolence confined, No sect ; alike it flowed to all mankind. PLAN AND DESIGN OF THIS EDITION. 13 He loved his friends forgive the gushing tear Alas ! I feel I am no actor here. He loved his friends with such a warmth of heart, So clear of interest, so devoid of art, Such generous friendship, such unshaken zeal, No words can speak it, but our tears can tell. Oh candid truth, oh faith without a stain Oh manners gently firm, and nobly plain Oh sympathizing love of others' bliss, Where will you find another breast like his ? Such was the Man the Poet well you know, Oft has he touched your hearts with tender woe : Oft in this crowded house, with just applause, You heard him teach fair Virtue's purest laws ; For his chaste Muse employed her heaven-taught lyre None but the noblest passions to inspire Not one immoral, one corrupted thought One line, which dying he could wish to blot." At the request of Lord Buchan, Eobert Burns, the Bweet poet of Scotland, prepared the following stanzas in memory of Thomson. The author seems to have felt that they are not equal to the subject he would honor, as he accompanied them with the following statements : " Your Lordship hints at an Ode for the occasion ; but who would write after Collins ? I read over his verses to the memory of Thomson, and despaired. I attempted three or four stanzas in the way of Address to the Shade of the Bard, on crowning his bust. I trouble your Lordship with the inclosed copy of them, which I am afraid will be but too convincing a proof how unequal I am to the task you w^ould obligingly assign me." While virgin Spring, by Eden's flood, Unfolds her tender mantle green, Or pranks the sod in frolic mood, Or tunes the ^Eolian strains between \ 14: PLAN A1STD DESIGN OF THIS EDITION. While Summer with a matron grace Retreats to Dryburgh's cooling shade, Yet oft delighted stops to trace The progress of the spiky blade ; "While Autumn, benefactor kind, By Tweed erects her aged head, And sees, with self-approving mind, Each creature on her bounty fed ; "While maniac Winter rages o'er The hills whence classic Yarrow flows, Rousing the turbid torrent's roar, Or sweeping wild a waste of snows ; So long, sweet poet of the Year,' Shall bloom that wreath thou well hast won, While Scotia with exulting tear Proclaims that Thomson was her son. The beautiful Ode of Collins, to which Burns so mod- estly alludes above, acquires additional interest from what Dr. Murdock states of its author that he had lived some time at Richmond, but forsook it when Mr. Thomson died. This event occurred, at Kew Lane, near Richmond, on the 27th day of August, 1748. The poet's remains were interred in Richmond Church, under a plain stone, without an inscription ; but in 1792 Lord Buchan placed a small brass tablet in that church, bear- ing a suitable inscription, and beneath it this beautiful extract from the " Winter :" "Father of Light and Life ! Thou Good Supreme ! teach me what is good ! teach me Thyself! Save me from folly, vanity, and vice, From every low pursuit ! and feed my soul With knowledge, conscious peace, and virtue pure ; Sacred, substantial, never-fading bliss !" PLAN AND DESIGN OF THIS EDITION. 15 Having already stated the design and nature of my editorial labors, I commend the work to a discerning but candid public, in the hope that it may lend to multi- tudes essential and needful aid ; enabling them to derive from the reading of the Poem far greater advantage and satisfaction than it could afford them without the anno- tations which now accompany it believing, as I do, what one of his biographers has so well expressed, that Thomson's labors, secure from the revolutions of taste or time, are destined to descend with undiminished ad- miration to the latest posterity ; and that it may with confidence be predicted, that future generations, like the last and the present, will have their reverence for the God of Nature excited, and their earliest attachment to Nature herself strengthened, by the poet who has sung her in all her seasons. J. K. B. GENEVA, N. Y. 16 PLAN AND DESIGN OF THIS EDITION. ODE ON THE DEATH OF THOMSON. BY COLLINS. The Scene on the Bank of tlie Thames near Richmond. IN yonder grave a Druid* lies, Where slowly winds the stealing wave ; The Year's best sweeis shall duteous rise To deck its Poet's sylvan grave. In yon deep bed of whispering reeds His airy harpf shall now be laid, That he whose heart in sorrow bleeds, May love through life the soothing shade. Then maids and youths shall linger here, And while its sounds at distance swell, Shall sadly seem in pity's ear To hear the woodland pilgrim's knell. Remembrance oft shall haunt the shore "Where Thames in summer wreaths is drest, And oft suspend the dashing oar, To bid his gentle spirit rest ! And oft, as care and health retire To breezy lawn or forest deep, The friend shall view yon whitening spire, \ And mid the varied landscape weep. * DruicL This name properly belongs only to the priests of ancient Britain, many of whom were poets. They frequented forests those of oak especially where they offered sacrifice, and gave instruction to the people. The name is here applied to Thomson, as a native poet a frequenter of rural scenery, and a worshipper there of the God of Nature. Cowper, in his Table-Talk, has a few lines illustrative of the term now explained : " Hence British poets too the priesthood shved, And every hallowed Druid was a bard. 1 ' t The ^Eolian harp. $ Tlmt of Richmond Church, where Thomson was buried. PLAN AND DESIGN OF THIS EDITION. But tliou who own'st that earthy bed, Ah ! what will every dirge avail ; Or tears, which love and pity shed, That mourn beneath the gliding Yet lives there one, whose heedless eye Shall scorn thy pale shrine glimmering near il With him, sweet bard, may Fancy die, And joy desert the blooming Year. But thou, lorn stream, whose sullen tide No sedge-crown'd sisters now attend, Now waft me from the green hill's side, Whose cold turf hides the buried friend I And see, the fairy valleys fade, Dun night has veiled the solemn view : Yet once again, dear parted shade, Meek Nature's child, again adieu ! The genial meads, assign'd to bless Thy life, shall mourn thy early doom ; Their hinds and shepherd-girls shall dress With simple hands thy rural tomb. Long, long, thy stone and pointed clay Shall melt the musing Briton's eyes : Oh ! vales and wild-woods, shall he say, In yonder grave your Druid lies I CRITICAL OBSERVATIONS ON THE GENIUS AND CHARACTER OF THOMSON, CHIEFLY AS DISPLAYED IN "THE SEASONS." THE following observations are drawn from an anony- mous Memoir of the poet : In the whole range of British poetry, Thomson's " Seasons' ' are perhaps the earliest read, and most generally admired : hence it is not necessary to say much on the peculiar character of a genius so well known and so often discussed. He was the Poet of Nature, and his chief merit consisted in describing her, and the pleasure afforded by a contemplation of her infinite and glo- rious varieties. Studying her deeply, his mind acquired that placidity of thought and feeling which an abstraction from pub- lic life is sure to generate. hejv3S-~to~4Hm, as he has himself said, a source of happiness of which Fortune could not deprive him : " I care not, Fortune, what you me deny; You cannot rob me of free Nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres leave, Of fancy, reason, virtue, naught can me bereave." His^pictures of scenery and of rural life are the productions of a master, and render him the Claude of poets. The " Sea- sons" are the first book from which we are taught to worship the 20 CRiTiCAi, goddess to vho3o bei rice die Bard of Ednam devoted himself; and who is there that has reflected on the magnificence of an extended landscape, viewed the sun as he emerges from the hori- zon, or witnessed the setting of that glorious orb when he leaves j the world to reflection and repose, and does not feel his descrip- ; tions rush upon the mind, and heighten his enjoyment? It has been said that the style of that work is pompous, and that it contains many faults. The remark is partially true. His style is in some places monotonous from its unvaried elevation ; but to him Nature was a subject of the profoundest reverence, . and he, doubtless, considered that she ought to be spoken of f with solemnity ; though it is evident, from one of his verses, which is often cited, that he was aware that simplicity is the most becoming garb of majesty and beauty. Another objection to the " Seasons" is, that they contain fre- quent digressions, and, notwithstanding that it is made by an authority, from which it may be presumptuous to dissent, the justice of the observation cannot, perhaps, be established. Every one who has read them will admit that the history of Celadon and Amelia, and of Lavinia, for example, have afforded as much pleasure as any other parts ; and a poem, descriptive of scenery, (storms, and sunshine, requires the introduction of human beings to give it life and animation. A painter is not censured for add- ing figures to a landscape, and he is only required to render them graceful, and to make them harmonize with his subject. The characters in the " Seasons" are all in keeping : a gleaner is as necessary to a harvest-field, as a lover to a romance ; and it seems hypercritical to say that there should be nothing of in- terest in the lives of the inhabitants of the villages or hamlets which are alluded to. Another test of the soundness of this criticism is, to inquire, whether that work does not owe its chief popularity to those very digressions. Few persons will read a volume, however beautiful the descriptions which it contains, unless they are relieved by incidents of human life ; and if it were possible to strip the " Seasons" of every passage not strict- CRITICAL OBSERVATIONS. 21 Iy relevant, they would lose their chief attractions, and soon be thrown aside. One charm of poetry is, that it often presents a vivid picture of the idiosyncrasy of an author's mind, and this is most con- spicuous in the episodes to the immediate subject of his labors. The chain of thought which led him astray may not unfrequently be discovered, and it is on such occasions, chiefly, that those splendid emanations which become aphorisms to future ages are produced. Genius seems then to cast aside all the fetters which art imposes, and individual feeling, usurping for the moment entire dominion, the lady who has cheered his hopes, or the co- quette who has abandoned him, his friend or his enemy, as either may occur to his imagination, is sure to be commemorated in words glowing with the fervor of inspiration. Whilst he pur- sues the thread of his tale, we are reminded of the poet alone, and though we may admire his skill, it is only when he breaks upon us in some spontaneous burst of passion that we sympa- thize with the man, and are excited to kindred enthusiasm. The opinions of Dr. Samuel Johnson are next sub- mitted : As a writer, Thomson is entitled to one praise of the highest kind : his mode of thinking, and of expressing his thoughts, is original. His blank verse is no more the blank verse of Milton, O ' nor of any other poet, than the rhymes of Prior are the rhymes of Co \vley. His numbers, his pauses, his diction are of his own growth, without transcription, without imitation. He thinks in a peculiar train, and he always thinks as a man of genius. He looks round on nature and on life with the eye which nature bestows only on a poet the eye that distinguishes, in every thing presented to its view, whatever there is on which im- agination can delight to be detained, and with a mind that at once comprehends the vast, and attends to the minute. The reader of the " Seasons" wonders that he never saw before what 22 CRITICAL OBSERVATIONS. Thomson shows him, and that he never yet has felt what Thom- son impresses. His is one of the works in which blank verse seems properly used. Thomson's wide expansion of general views, and his enu- meration of circumstantial varieties, would have been obstructed and embarrassed by the frequent intersection of the sense, which is the necessary effect of rhyme. His descriptions of extended scenes and general effects bring before us the whole magnificence of nature, whether pleasing or dreadful. The gajetyjrf Spring the splendor of Summer, the tranquillity of Autumn, and the horror of Winter, take, in their turns, possession of the mind. The poet leads us through the appearances of things as they are successively varied by the vi- cissitudes of the year, and imparts to us so much of his own enthusiasm, that our thoughts expand with his imagery and kindle with his sentiments. Nor is the naturalist without his part in the entertainment ; for he is assisted to re-collect and to combine, to range his discoveries, and to amplify the sphere of his contemplation. The great defect of the " Seasons" is want of method ; but for this I know not that there was any remedy. Of many ap- pearances subsisting all at once, no rule can be given why one should be mentioned before another ; yet the memory wants the help of order, and curiosity is not excited by suspense or expec- tation. | His diction is in the highest degree jjorid and luxuriant, such as may be said to be to his images and thoughts, " both their jlustre and their shade ;" such as invest them with splendor, through which, perhaps, they are not always easily discerned. It is too exuberant, and sometimes may be charged with filling the ear more than the mind. The highest praise which he has received ought not to be suppressed. It is said by Lord Lyttleton, in the Prologue to his posthumous play, that his works contained " Ko line which, dying, he could wish to blot." CRITICAL OBSERVATIONS. 23 Allan Cunningham, a neighbor of Robert Burns, a vigorous prose writer, a composer of Scottish verses, and /an editor of several poetical works, has furnished in his excellent biography of Thomson, the following estimate of his characteristics as a poet, and of the " Seasons" as one of his best productions : Thomson is an original poet of the first order ; and what v is not always true of originality, one of the most popular in our literature. In loftiness of thought, and poetic glow of lan- guage, few have reached him : the march of his Muse is in mid- air ; she rarely alights, but moves on, continuous and sustained : and in this constant elevation he resembles Spenser more than any other poet ; in sweetness of fancy, in gentleness of soul, and in the natural love of the beautiful and good, the same resem- blance may be found. Though a scholar, and familiar with all the resources of an- cient lore, he rarely allowed learning to get the better of nature : he preferred, he said, finding his poetry in the great volume which Heaven had opened in earth, and air, and sky, to seeking it, with the eyes of others, in the pages of a book ; and con- fessed that he found it more laborious to imitate the beauties of his brethren in song, than to see them in nature, and draw them for himself. His heart was full of the true spirit of poetry, and his speech was song ; his verse is now and then colored, as one flower is by the neighborhood of another, with the hue of classic thought ; but he saw all by the charmed light of his own im- agination, .and purified his taste rather by contemplating the sublime sculptures of Greece and the scriptural pictures of Italy, than by the numbers of Homer, or the graces of Virgil. The origin of his " Seasons" has been sought for, but not found, in the vast body of ancient and modern verse. Other poets have loved the shade of the groves ; the odor of the flowers, the song of the birds, the melody of streams, the fra- 24: CRITICAL OBSERVATIONS. grance of fruit-trees and green fields, the warmth of the sun, the splendor of the moon and stars ; but no poet, save the inspired /one who wrote the eighth Psalm, attempted, like Thomson, to raise I the beauties of nature out of the low regions of sensual delight, I and make them objects of moral grandeur and spiritual contempla- tion. Thomson perceived order, unity, and high meaning in the loveliest as well as the loftiest things : he loved to observe the connection of the animate with the inanimate ; the speechless with the eloquent ; and all with. God. He saw testimony of heavenly intelligence in the swelling sea, the dropping cloud, and the rolling thunder ; in earthquake and eclipse; as well as in the presence of Spring on the fields, of Summer on the flow- ers, of Autumn in her golden harvest, and of Winter in her frosty breath and her purifying tempests. As the seasons are in nature, so he sung them, and in their proper order. The poet seems not to have erred (in regard to method), as the critic (Dr. Johnson) imagines : he has truly ob- served the great order of the seasons, and followed the footsteps of Nature, without ascribing to one period of the year what be- longs to another ; while he has regarded storms and tempests, earthquakes and plagues, as common to all seasons, and fin-- ployed them accordingly. His language has been called, by high authorities, swelling and redundant ; but Thomson, with other great poets, held that a certain pomp and measured march of words was necessary to elevate verse which sung of the hum- ble toils of the shepherd, the husbandman, and the mechanic ; and though Campbell prefers the idiomatic simplicity of Cowper, and Coleridge his chastity of diction, to the unvaried pomp of Thomson, yet both confess their preference of the latter, as a lofty and born poet. I believe this conclusion will be that of all who can feel the power, the glow, and the upward flame-like spirit of his poetry. CEITICAL OBSERVATIONS. 25 From Chambers' Cyclopedia of English Literature the succeeding a'ccount of Thomson is selected : The publication of the " Seasons" was an important era in the history of English poetry. So true and beautiful are the descriptions in the poem, and so entirely do they harmonize with those fresh feelings and glowing impulses which all would wish to cherish, that a love of Nature seems to be synonymous with a love of Thomson. It is difficult to conceive a person of edu- cation, imbued with an admiration of rural or woodland scenery, not entertaining a strong affection and regard for that delightful poet, who has painted their charms with so much fidelity and enthusiasm. The same features of blandness and benevolence, of simplicity of design, and beauty of form and color, which we recognize as distinguishing traits of the natural landscape, are seen in the pages of Thomson, conveyed by his artless mind as faithfully as the lights and shades on the face of creation. No criticism or change of style has, therefore, affected his popular- ity. We may. smile at sometimes meeting with a heavy monot- onous period, a false ornament, or tumid expression, the result of an indolent mind working itself up to a great effort, and we may wish the subjects of his description were sometimes more select and dignified ; but this dra\^fek does not affect our per- manent regard or general feeling : our first love remains unal- tered, and Thomson is still the poet with whom some of our best and purest associations are indissolubly joined. In the " Sea- sons" we have a poetical subject poetically treated filled to overflowing with the richest materials of poetry, and the ema- nations of benevolence. In the "Castle of Indolence" we have the concentration or essence of those materials applied to a sub- ject less poetical, but still affording room for luxuriant fancy, the most exquisite art, and still greater melody of number;*. The power of Thomson, however, lay not in his art, but in the exuberance of his genius, which sometimes required to be disciplined and controlled. The poetic glow is spread over all. 2 26 CRITICAL OBSERVATIONS. He never slackens in his enthusiasm, nor tires of pointing out the phenomena of nature, which, indolent as he was, he had surveyed under every aspect till he had become familiar with all. Among the mountains, vales, and forests, he seems to realize his own words- Man superior walks Amid the glad creation, musing praise, And looking lively gratitude. But he looks also, as Johnson has finely observed, " with the eye which nature bestows only on a poet the eye that distin- guishes, in every thing presented to its view, whatever there is on which imagination can delight to be detained, and with a mind that at once comprehends the vast, and attends to the minute." He looks also with a heart that feels for all man- -kiiid.. His sympathies are universal. His touching allusions to the condition of tHe poor and suffering, to the helpless state of bird and beast in winter ; the description of the peasant per- ishing in the snow, the Siberian exile, or the Arab pilgrims all are marked with that humanity and true feeling which shows that the poet's virtues "formed the magic of his song." The ardor and fulness of Thomson's descriptions distinguish them from those of Cowper, who was naturally less enthusias- tic, and who was restricted by his religious tenets, and by his critical and classically formed taste. The diction of the " Sea- sons" is at times pure and musical ; it is too elevated and am- bitious, however, for ordinary themes ; and where the poet de- scends to minute description, or to humorous or satirical scenes (as in the account of the chase and fox-hunter's dinner in " Autumn"), the effect is grotesque and absurd.' Mr. Campbell has happily said that, " as long as Thomson dwells in the pure contemplation of nature, and appeals to the universal poetry of the human breast, his redundant style comes to us as something venial and adventitious it is the flowing vesture of the Druid ; and perhaps, to the general experience, is rather imposing ; but CRITICAL OBSERVATIONS. 27 when he returns to the familiar narratives or courtesies of life, the same diction ceases to seem the mantle of inspiration, and only strikes us by its unwieldy difference from the common cos- tume of expression." Cowper avoided this want of keeping between his style and his subjects, adapting one to the other with inimitable ease, grace, and variety ; yet only rising in one or two instances to the higher flights of Thomson. To no critic upon Thomson's genius, and upon the " Seasons," have I been more largely indebted than to Prof. Wilson (lately the distinguished occupant of the chair of Moral Philosophy in the University of Edin burgh), as will be discovered on reading the notes to this edition. Besides the admirable criticisms from his pen which are there introduced, the following paragraphs will be read with interest and gratification : Thomson's genius does not very, very often though often delight us by exquisite minute touches in the description of na- ture like that of Cowper. It loves to paint on a great scale and to dash objects off sweepingly by bold strokes such, in- deed, as have almost always marked the genius of the mighty ' masters of the lyre, and the rainbow! Cowper sets nature be- fore your eyes Thomson before your imagination. Which do , you^ prefer? Both. Be assured these poets had pored night and day upon nature, in all her aspects, and that she had re- vealed herself equally to both. But they, in their religion, de- lighted in different modes of worship and both were worthy of the mighty mother. In one mood of mind we love Cowper best; in another, Thomson. Sometimes the "Seasons" are al- most a "Task".-! and sometimes the Task is out of season. There is a delightful distinctness in all the pictures of the Bard 28 CRITICAJ, OBSERVATIONS. of Olney ; glories gloom or glimmer in most of tliose of the Bard of Ednam. Cowper paints trees ; Thomson, woods. Thomson paints, in a few wondrous lines, rivers from source to sea, like the mighty Burrampooter ; Cowper, in many no very wondrous lines, brightens up one bend of a stream, or awa- kens our fancy to the murmur of some single waterfall. To what era, pray, did Thomson belong ; and to what era, Cowper? To none. Thomson had no precursor and, till 7 Cowper, no follower. He effulged all at once, sun-like like Scotland's storm-loving, mist-enamored sun, which, till you have seen on a day of thunder, you cannot be said ever to have seen the sun. Cowper followed Thomson merely in time. We should have had the " Task," even had we never had the " Seasons." These two were " heralds of a mighty train issuing ;" add them, then, to the worthies of our own age, and they belong to it, and all the rest of the poetry of the modern world to which add that of the ancient if mul- tiplied by ten in quantity and by twenty in quality would not so variously, so vigorously, so magnificently, so beautifully, and so truly image the form and pressure, the life and spirit of the mother of us all Nature. Are, then, the " Seasons" and the "Task" great poems? Yes. Why? We presume you need not be told that that poem must be great, which was the first to paint the rolling mystery of the Year, and to show that all its seasons were but " the varied God." The idea was original and sublime ; and the fulfilment thereof so complete, that some six thousand years having elapsed between the crea- tion of the world and of that poem, some sixty thousand, we prophesy, will elapse between the appearance of that poem and the publication of another equally great, on a subject ex- ternal to the mind, equally magnificent. Some of the remarks of William Hazlitt, in his Lee- CRITICAL OBSERVATIONS. 29 fcures on the English Poets, will now be added as con- tributing to the completeness of a full and exact por- traiture of- the idiosyncrasies of Thomson's mind, and style as a descriptive poet. Thomson is the best of our descriptive poets ; for he gives most of the poetry of natural description. Others have been quite equal to him, or have surpassed him, as Cowper, for in- stance, in the picturesque part of his art, in marking the pe- culiar features and curious details of objects ; no one has yet come up to him in giving the sum- total of their effects, their varying influences on the mind. He does not go into the mi- nutiae of a landscape, but describes the vivid impression which the whole makes upon his own imagination ; and thus transfers the same unbroken, unimpaired impression to the imagination of his readers. The colors with which he paints seem yet breathing, like those of the living statue in the Winter's Tale. Nature, in his descriptions, is seen growing around us, fresh and lusty as in itself. We feel the effect of the atmosphere, its humidity or clearness, its heat or cold, the glow of Summer, the gloom of Winter, the tender promise of the Spring, the full over-shadowing foliage, the declining pomp and deepening tints of Autumn. He transports us to the scorching heat ol vertical suns, or plunges us into the chilling horrors and desola- tion of the frozen zone. We hear the snow drifting against the broken casement without, and see the fire blazing on the hearth within. The first scattered drops of a vernal showei patter on the leaves above our heads, or the coming storm re- sounds through the leafless groves. In a word, he describes not to the eye alone, but to the other senses, and to the whole man. He puts his heart into his subject, writes as he feels, t and humanizes whatever he touches. He makes all his de- scriptions teem with life and vivifying soul. His faults were those of his style of the author and the man ; but the original 30 CRITICAL OBSERVATIONS. genius of the poet, the pith and marrow of his imagination, the fine natural mould in which his feelings were bedded, were too much for him to counteract by neglect, or affectation, or false ornaments. It is for this reason that he is, perhaps, the most popular of all our poets, treating of a subject that all can understand, and in a way that is interesting to all alike, to the ignorant or the refined, because he gives back the impression which the things themselves make upon us in nature. " That," said a man of genius, seeing a little shabby, soiled copy of Thomson's Seasons lying on the window-seat of an obscure country ale-house " That is true fame !" THE PLAN AND CHARACTER OF THE "SEASONS." FOR the discriminating and highly illustrative obser- vations that follow upon this topic, I am indebted to the pen of Dr. Aikin, the accomplished editor of the British Poets ; having extracted them from an Essay which he prepared expressly for an elegant edition of the Poem. It will be seen, also, that most of the Remarks introduc- tory to the several "Seasons" have been drawn from the same Essay. Whoever shall give these contributions from his able pen a careful perusal, will be compensated for the labor by a comprehensive and accurate view, and a deep impression, also, -of what Thomson designed and successfully accomplished in this immortal Poem. That Thomson's "Seasons" is the original whence our modern descriptive poets have derived that more elegant and correct style of painting natural objects which distinguishes them from their immediate predecessors, will, I think, appear evident to one who examines their several casts and manners. That none of them, however, have yet equalled their master ; and that his perform- ance is an exquisite piece, replete with beauties of the most en- gaging and delightful kind, will be sensibly felt by all of con- genial taste ; and perhaps no poem was ever composed which 32 PLAN AND CHARACTER OF THE "SEASONS." addressed itself to the feelings of a greater number of readers. It is, therefore, on every account, an object well worthy the at- tention of criticism ; and an inquiry into the peculiar nature of its plan, and the manner of its execution, may be an agree- able introduction to a reperusal of it in the elegant edition now offered to the public. This was the first capital work in which natural description was professedly the principal object. To paint the face of na- ture as changing through the changing seasons ; to mark the approaches, and trace the progress of these vicissitudes, in a series of landscapes all formed upon images of grandeur or )eauty ; and to give animation and variety to the whole, by nterspersing manners and incidents suitable to the scenery, ippears to be the general design of this poem. Although each of the "Seasons" appears to have been in- tended as a complete piece, and contains within itself the nat- ural order of beginning, middle, and termination, yet, as they were at length collected and modelled by their author, they have all a mutual relation to each other, and concur in forming a more comprehensive whole. The annual space in which the earth performs its revolution round the sun is so strongly marked by nature for a perfect period, that all mankind have agreed in forming their computations of time upon it. In all the temperate climates of the globe, the four seasons are so many progressive stages in this circuit, which, like the acts in a well-constructed drama, gradually disclose, ripen, and bring to an end, the various business transacted on the great theatre of Nature. The striking analogy which this period, with its sev- o jiZtL _ i f ._ eral divisions, bears to the course of human existence, has been remarked and pursued by writers of all ages and countries. Spring has been represented as the youth of the year the sea- son of pleasing hope, lively energy, and rapid increase. Summer has been resembled to perfect manhood the season of steady warmth, confirmed strength, and unremitting vigor. /Autumn, which, while it bestows the rich products of full maturity, is PLAN AND CHARACTER OF THE " SEASONS." 33 yet ever hastening to decline, has been aptly compared to that period when the man, mellowed by age, yields the most valua- ble fruits of experience and wisdom, but daily exhibits increasing symptoms of decay. The cold, cheerless, and sluggish* Winter has almost without a metaphor been termed the decrepit and] hoary old age of the year. Thus the history of the Year, pur- sued through its changing seasons, is that of an individual, whose existence is marked by a progressive course from its origin to its termination. It is thus represented by our poet. This idea preserves a unity and connection through his whole - work ; and the accurate observer will remark a beautiful chain of c^cumstances in his description, by which the birth, vigor, decline, and extinction of the vital principle of the year, are pictured in the most lively manner. This order and gradation of the whole runs, as has been al- ready hinted, through each division of the poem. Every season has its incipient, confirmed, and receding state, of which its his- torian ought to give distinct views, arranged according to the succession in which they appear. Each, too, like the prismatic colors, is indistinguishably blended in its origin and termination with that which precedes and which follows it ; and it may be expected from the pencil of an artist to hit off these mingled shades so as to produce a pleasing and picturesque effect. Our poet has not been inattentive to these circumstances in the con- duct of his plan. His Spring begins with a view of the season as yet unconfirmed, and partaking of the roughness of Winter ; and it is not till after several steps in gradual progression, that it breaks forth in all its ornaments, as the favorite of Love and Pleasure. His Autumn, after a rich prospect of its bounties and splendors, gently fades into " the sere, the yellow leaf/' and with the lengthened night, the clouded sun, and the rising storm,, sinks into the arms of Winter. It is remarkable, that in order to produce something of a similar effect in his Summer, a season which, on account of its uniformity of character, does not admit of any strongly marked gradations, he has comprised the whole 2* 34: PLAN AND CHARACTER OF THE "SEASONS." of his description within the limits of a single day, pursuing the course of the sun from its rising to its setting. A summer's day is, in reality, a just model of the entire season. Its begin- ning is moist and temperate ; its middle, sultry and parching ; its close, soft and refreshing. By thus exhibiting all the vicis- situdes of Summer under one point of view, they are rendered much more striking than could have been done in a series of feebly contrasted and scarcely distinguishable periods. Every grand and beautiful appearance in nature that distin- guishes one portion of the annual circuit from another, is a proper source of materials for the Poet of the Seasons. Of these, some are obvious to the common observer, and require only justness and elegance of taste for the selection ; others discover them- selves only to the mind opened and enlarged by science and phi- losophy. The most vivid imagination cannot paint to itself scenes of grandeur equal to those which cool science and de- monstration offer to the enlightened mind. Objects so vast and magnificent as planets rolling with even pace through their orbits, comets rushing along their devious track, light springing from its unexhausted source, mighty rivers .formed in their subterra- nean beds, do not require, or even admit, a heightening from the fancy. The most faithful pencil here produces the noblest pic- tures ; and Thomson, by strictly adhering to the character of the Poet of Nature, has treated all these topics with a true sublim- ity, which a writer of less knowledge and accuracy could never have attained. The strict propriety with which subjects from Astronomy and the other parts of Natural Philosophy are in- troduced into a poem describing the changes of the seasons, need not be insisted on, since it is obvious that the primary cause of all these changes is to be sought in principles derived from these sciences. They are the groundwork of the whole ; and establish that connected series of cause and effect, upon which all those appearances in nature depend, from whence the descriptive poet draws his materials. The correspondence between certain changes in the animal and 35 vegetable tribes, and those revolutions of the heavenly bodies which produce the vicissitudes of the seasons, is the foundation of an alliance between Astronomy and Natural History, that equally demands attention, as a matter of curious speculation and of practical utility. The astronomical calendar, filled up by the Naturalist, is a combination of science at the same time preg- nant with important instruction to the husbandman, and fertile in grand and pleasing objects to the poet and philosopher. Thomson seems constantly to have kept in view a combination of this kind ; and to have formed from it such an idea of the economy of Nature, as enabled him to preserve a regularity of method and uniformity of design through all the variety of his descriptions. We shall attempt to draw out a kind of historical narrative of his progress through the seasons, as far as this order is observed. [This portion of the Essay has been distrib- uted to the several Seasons, under the head of Introductory Remarks.] But the rural landscape is not solely made up of land and water, and trees, and birds, and beasts ; Man is a distinguished fire in it ; his multiplied occupations and concerns introduce them- selves into every part of it ; he intermixes even in the wildest ; and rudest scenes, and throws a life and interest upen every sur- rounding object. Manners and character, therefore, constitute ti part even of a descriptive poem ; and in a plan so extensive as\ the history of the Year, they must enter under various forms, and upon numerous occasions. The most obvious and appropriate use of human figures in pictures of the Seasons, is the introduction of them to assist in marking out the succession of annual changes by their various I labors and amusements. In common with other animals, man is directed in the diversified employment of earning a toilsome sub- sistence by an attention to the vicissitudes of the seasons, and all his diversions in the simpler state of rustic society are also regulated by the same circumstance. Thus a series of moving figures enlivens the landscape, and contributes to stamp on each 36 PLAN AND CHARACTER OF THE scene its peculiar character. The shepherd, the husbandman, the hunter, appear in their turns ; and may be considered as natural concomitants of that portion of the yearly round which prompts their several occupations. But it is not only the bodily pursuits of man which are affect- ed by thcse^changes ; the sensations and affections of his mind are almost equally under their influence ; and the result of the whole, as forming the enamored votary of Nature to a peculiar cast of character and manners, is not less conspicuous. Thus the Poet of the Seasons is at liberty, without deviating from his plan, to descant on the varieties of moral constitution, and the power which external causes are found to possess over the tem- per of the soul. He may draw pictures of the pastoral life in all its genuine simplicity ; and, assuming the tone of a moral instructor, may contrast the peace and felicity of innocent retire- ment with the turbulent agitations of ambition and avarice. The various incidents, too, upon which the simple tale of rural events is founded, are very much modelled by the difference of seasons. The catastrophes of Winter differ from those of Sum- mer ; the sports of Spring, from those of Autumn. Thus, little historic pieces and adventures, whether pathetic or amusing, will suggest themselves to the poet ; which, when properly adapted to the scenery and circumstances, may very happily coincide with the main design of the composition. The bare enumeration of these several occasions of introducing draughts of human life and manners, will be sufficient to call to o mind the admirable use which Thomson, throughout his whole poem, has made of them. He, in fact, never appears more truly inspired with his subject than when giving birth to those senti- ments of tenderness and beneficence, which seem to have occu- pied his whole heart. A universal benevolence extending to every pait of the animal creation, maniests itself in almost every scene he draws ; and the rural character, as delineated in his feelings, contains all the softness, purity, and simplicity that are feigned of the golden age. PLAN AND CHARACTER OF THE "SEASONS." 37 But there is a straj,LQf sentiment of a higher and more di- gressive nature, with which Thomson has occupied a considerable portion of his poem. The fundamental principles oj_MoraLPlii ~ losophy, ideas concerning the origin and progress of government and civilization, historical sketches, and reviews of the characters most famous in ancient and modern history, are interspersed through various parts of the Seasons. The manly, liberal, and enlightened spirit which this writer breathes in all his works, must ever endear him to the friends of truth and virtue ; and, in particular, his genuine patriotism and zeal in the cause of liberty will render his writings always estimable to the British [and American] reader. There is another source of sentiment to the Poet of the Sea- sons, which, while it is superior to the last in real elevation, is also strictly connected with the nature of his work. The gen- uine philosopher, while he surveys the grand and beautiful ob- jects everywhere surrounding him, will be prompted to lift his eye to the great Cause of all these wonders, the Planner and Architect of all this mighty fabric, every minute part of which so much awakens his curiosity and admiration. The laws by which this Being acts, the ends which He seems to have pur- sued, must excite his humble researches ; and in proportion as he discovers infinite power in the means, directed by infinite goodness in the intention, his soul must be wrapped in astonish- ment, and expanded with gratitude. The economy of Nature will, to such an observer, be the perfect scheme of an all- wise and beneficent mind ; and every part of the wide creation will appear to proclaim the praise of its great Author. Thus a new connection will manifest itself between the several parts of the universe, and a new order and design will be traced through the progress of its various revolutions. Thus is planned and constructed a Poem, which, founded as it is upon the unfading beauties of Nature, will live as long as the language in which it is written shall be read. IF (^ D Kl SPRING. INTRODUCTORY EEMAERS. SPRING is characterized as the season of the renovation of nature ; in which animals and vegetables, excited by the kindly influence of returning warmth, shake off the torpid inaction of Winter, and prepare for the continuance and increase of their several species. The vegetable tribes, as more independent and self-provided, lead the way in this progress. The poet, accord- ingly, begins with representing the reviviscent plants emerging, as soon as genial showers have softened the ground, in numbers " beyond the power of botanists to reckon up their tribes/' The opening blossoms and flowers soon call forth from their winter retreats those industrious insects which derive sustenance from their nectarious juices. As the beams of the sun become more potent, the larger vegetables, shrubs, and trees unfold their leaves ; and, as soon as a friendly concealment is by their means provided for the various nations of the feathered race, they joy- fully begin the course of laborious, but pleasing occupations, which are to engage them during the whole season. The de- lightful series of pictures, so truly expressive of that genial spirit that pervades the spring, which Thomson has formed on the variety of circumstances attending the Passion of the Groves. cannot escape the notice and admiration of the most negligent eye. Affected by the same soft influence, and equally indebted to the renewed vegetable tribes for food and shelter, the several kinds of quadrupeds are represented as concurring in the celebra- tion of this charming season with conjugal and parental rights. 42 SPRING INTRODUCTORY REMARKS. Even Man himself, though from his social condition less under the dominion of physical necessities, is properly described as partaking of the general ardor. Such is the order and connec- tion of this whole book, that it might well pass for a commen- tary upon a most beautiful passage in the philosophical poet, Lucretius (Lib. I. 251262), who certainly wanted nothing but* a better system and more circumscribed subject, to have ap- peared as one of the greatest masters of description in either ancient or modern poetry. UNIVERSITY THE AKGUMENT. The subject proposed. Inscribed to the Countess of Hertford. The Season is de- scribed as it affects the various parts of Nature, ascending from the lower to the higher; with digressions arising from the subject. Its influence on inanimate Matter, on Vegetables, on brute Animals, and last on Man ; concluding with a dissuasive from the wild and irregular passion of Love, opposed to that of a pure and happy kind. COME, gentle SPRING, ethereal Mildness, come ; And from the bosom of yon dropping cloud, While music wakes around, veil'd in a shower Of shadowing roses, on our plains descend. 1. Come, &c. : Spring is here poetically addressed as a person, and invited to come forth from a rain-cloud, amidst the music of birds awaking from the long silence of winter, and " veiled in a shower of shadowing roses," because these are among the most beautiful products of the season. She is described also as ethereal Mildness, to indicate her peculiarly gentle character in contrast with the stern rigor of the season that precedes her. The exuberance of Fancy displayed in this first paragraph greatly offends the critical taste of Hazlitt, who, with his usual extravagance, remarks, that Thomson " fills up the intervals of true inspiration with the most vapid -and worthless materials, pieces out a beautiful half-line with a bombastic allusion, or overloads an exquisitely natural sentiment or image with a cloud of painted, pompous, cumbrous phrases, like the shower of roses in which he represents the Spring, his own lovely, fresh, and innocent Spring, as descending to the earth." " Who" (he adds), " from such a flimsy, roundabout, unmeaning commencement as tlu's, would expect the delightful, unexaggerated, home-felt descriptions of ** SPKING. Hertford, fitted or to shine in courts With unaffected grace, or walk the plain 5 With innocence and meditation join'd In soft assemblage, listen to my song, natural scenery, which are scattered in such unconscious profusion through this and the following cantos ! For instance, the very next passage is crowded with a set of striking images." It will be a sufficient offset to the above effusion of Hazlitt concern- ing this introduction to " Spring," to place beside it the observations of Prof. Wilson, the distinguished poet and critic of Scotland. " That pic- ture is indistinctly and obscurely beautiful to the imagination, and there is not a syllable about sex though ' ethereal Mildness] which is an im- personation, and hardly an impersonation, must be, it is felt, a virgin goddess, whom all the divinities that dwell between heaven and earth must love. Never, to our taste, had poem a more beautiful beginning. It is not simple ; nor ought it to be : it is rich, and even gorgeous for the bard came to his subject full of inspiration ; and as it was the in- spiration, here, not of profound thought, but of passionate emotion, it was right that music at the very first moment should overflow the page, and that it should be literally strewed with roses. An imperfect impersonation is often proof positive of the highest state of poetical enthusiasm. The forms of nature undergo a half-humanizing process under the intensity of our love, yet still retain the character of the in- sensate creation, thus affecting us with a sweet, strange, almost bewil- dering, blended emotion that scarcely belongs to either separately, but to both together clings as to a phenomenon that only the eye of genius sees, because only the soul of genius can give it a presence though afterwards all eyes dimly recognize it, on its being shown to them, as something more vivid than their own faint experience, yet either kindred to it, or virtually one and the same." One of the most remarkable characteristics of this poem is the great frequency and beauty of the instances of Personification, or Prosopopoaia, which it contains a figure of speech in which the external form, the sentiments, the language, or acts, of an animated, sentient being are at- tributed to an inanimate, irrational one. For a second example, we have to look no farther than to the eleventh line, where commences an admirable personification of Winter. A much more full and perfect instance, however, is furnished at the opening of " Summer" to which the reader is referred. The several parts of this poem are not arranged in the order of their original publication, which was the following : Winter, Summer, Spring, Autumn. These made their appearance, respectively, in the years 1726, 1727 1728, and 1730. SPRING. -45 Which thy own Season paints ; when Nature all Is blooming and benevolent, like thee. 10 And see where surly WINTER passes off, /\ Far to the north, and calls his ruffian blasts : His blasts obey, and quit the howling hill, The shatter'd forest, and the ravaged vale ; While softer gales succeed, at whose kind touch, 15 Dissolving snows in livid torrents lost, The mountains lift their green heads to the sky. As yet the trembling year is unconfirm'd, And Winter oft at eve resumes the breeze, Chills the pale morn, and bids his driving sleets J 20 Deform the day delightless : so that scarce 1 The progress of man's life (says Cunningham) has often been com- pared to that of the Year ; and Thomson, it is likely, regarded this sub- ject in that light, when, at the happy suggestion of Mallet, he resolved to unite the four "Seasons" into one continuous poem; making "hoary Winter" the conclusion, and infant Spring the commencement. On Spring he therefore calls ; she descends, amid moisture from above, and music from below ; and as she comes, Winter withdraws his snow fromi the hill, and his winds from the leafless woods, and leaves with reluc- tance the scene to his successor (27-43). 5. Hertford:* The Countess of Hertford, to whom this "Season" was originally dedicated by the poet. She was the wife of Algernon, then Earl of Hertford, afterwards Duke of Somerset. To her generous intercession Savage the poet, condemned for murder, owed his pardon. She was not only a patroness of poets, but herself the writer of several poems in Dr. Watts' Miscellanies, there attributed to Eusebia. Her letters to Dr. Isaac Watts, published in the Elegant Epistles, vol. v., give us a favorable opinion of her piety, amiableness, and intellectual culture. Thomson's Dedication intimates that his " Spring" was written iinder the encouragement, and in the hope of her needed patronage. He had the honor of passing one summer as a guest at her country seat, it being usually her practice to invite some poet to pass that sea- son with her, to aid her in her poetical studies. She was an intimate friend of the devout Mrs. Elizabeth Howe. The compliments which Thomson pays to her, both in the original dedication and in the text, appear not to have been undeserved. His previous publication of Winter was the means of securing to him her favorable regard, besides that of several other distinguished characters. 46 SPRING. A The bittern knows his time, with bill ingulf 'd, To shake the sounding marsh ; or from the shore The plovers, when to scatter o'er the heath, And sing their wild notes to the list'ning waste. 25 INFLUENCE OF SPRING ON INANIMATE MATTER. v At last from Aries rolls the bounteous Sun, And the brio;ht Bull receives him. Then no more o Th' exjDansive atmosphere is cramp'd with cold ; But, full of life and vivifying soul, Lifts the light clouds sublime, and spreads them thin, 30 Fleecy, and white o'er all surrounding heaven. Forth fly the tepid airs ; and unconfined, Unbinding earth, the moving softness strays. 22. The bittern belongs to the class of birds called Grallce, or Waders, having very long legs, which fit them to wade in water. The genus Ardeidce embraces Cranes, Storks, and Herons. These latter differ from cranes in being carnivorous ; also in having larger bills and longer legs. They have also more beautiful plumage and elegant crests. They build their nests in company, usually in trees near river-banks, but generally feed and live apart. They live chiefly upon fish, which they secure by piercing them with their long and sharp bills. To the heron tribe be- long the bittern and the egret, both of which are natives of Britain. 24. The plover tribe belongs also to the Waders, but it is less aquatic than most of the other species. They occupy, for the most part, sandy and unsheltered shores or upland moors. They congregate in flocks, and run at a rapid rate. They live on worms, which they bring towards the surface of the ground by patting on it with their feet. The plover is not confined to Britain, but is widely distributed. 26. Aries : That portion of the Zodiac which the Sun appears to enter on the 21st of March. The next Sign which receives him, a month af- terwards, is Taurus, or the bright Bull, so called from the brilliancy of the stars in and near it. 30. Sublime, for sublimely. It is a practice with poets frequently to use the adjective adverbially, to modify the idea expressed by the verb or phrase to which it may stand related. It is a very convenient and beautiful peculiarity of our language that it admits of such a substi- tution. SPRING. 47 Joyous, tli' impatient husbandman perceives Relenting Nature, and his lusty steers 35 Drives from their stalls, to where the well-used plough Lies in the furrow, loosen'd from the frost. There unrefusing, to the harness'd yoke They lend their shoulder, and begin their toil, Cheer' d by the simple song and soaring lark. 40 Meanwhile incumbent o'er the shining share The master leans, removes th' obstructing clay, Winds the whole work, and sidelong lays the glebe. While thro' the neighboring fields the sower stalks, With measured step ; and liberal throws the grain 45 Into the faithful bosom of the ground. The harrow follows harsh, and shuts the scene. Be gracious, Heaven ! for now laborious man fi Has done his part. Ye fostering breezes, blow ; Ye softening dews, ye tender showers, descend ! 50 And temper all, thou world-reviving Sun, Into the perfect year ! Nor ye, who live In luxury and ease, in pomp and pride, Think these lost themes, unworthy of your ear : , Such themes as these the rural Maro sung 55 43. Winds the whole work : The English method of ploughing consists in first running a furrow through the centre of a field, and then taking off successive furrows on either side by passing with the plough round and round that first furrow. N 46-52. " The farmer now commits his seed-corn to the furrow ; the harrow follows, and shuts the scene ; and the poet calls on lenient airs and gentle warmth to bring their aid to the labors of man." 55. Maro : Publius Yirgilius Maro, the great Latin poet, author of the ^Eneid and the Georgics, was born B. C. 70, in the village of Andes, near Mantua, in Italy. His " Georgics" is an exquisite and most elabo- rate poem, treating upon Agriculture, and one that greatly interested the Emperor Augustus. In allusion to this, his most finished produc- tion, and to his Eclogues, or Pastoral Poems, our author very properly styles him the rural poet. From the time of Romulus (says Dunlap) to that of Oajsar, agriculture 4:8 SPRING. To wide-imperial Rome, in the full height Of elegance and taste, by Greece refined. In ancient times, the sacred plough employ'd The kings, and awful fathers of mankind. And some, with whom compared your insect tribes 60 Are but the beings of a summer's day, Have held the scale of empire, ruled the storm Of mighty war ; then, with unwearied hand, Disdaining little delicacies, seized The plough, and greatly independent lived. 65 Ye generous Britons, venerate the plough ! had been the chief care of the Romans. Its operations were conducted by the greatest statesmen, and its precepts inculcated by the profound est scholars. The long continuance, however, and cruel ravages of the civil wars, had now occasioned an almost general desolation. In these circumstances, Maecenas resolved, if possible, to revive the decayed spirit of agriculture, to recall the lost habits of peaceful industry, and to make rural improvement, as it had been in former times, the prevailing amuse- ment among the great ; and he wisely judged that no method was so likely to contribute to these important objects as a recommendation of agriculture by all the insinuating charms of poetry. At his suggestion, accordingly, Virgil commenced his Georgics a poem as remarkable for majesty and magnificence of diction as the Eclogues are for sweetness and harmony of versification. 60. And some, ll, The little trooping birds unwisely scares. 135 120. Warp : Thus Milton "A pitchy cloud Of locusts warping on the eastern wind." Par. Zosf, Bk. i., 340. 124. Sacred sons of vengeance: Insects, by their vast numbers and voracity, often make dreadful havoc on the fruits and foliage, such as not unfrequently has produced the calamity of famine and of pesti- lence. Sacred History supplies many instances in which the insect tribes have been made the instruments of Divine Providence in chas- tising guilty nations for their immoralities and idolatry. Secular history is also full of similar examples, in which the insect races have been con- stituted the " sacred sons of vengeance." 135. The important offices performed by little birds in devouring de- structive insects deserve remark ; while, on the other hand, it may be observed, that various kinds of insects render service to man by the 5$ SPRING. Be patient, swains ; these cruel-seeming winds Blow not in vain. Far hence they keep repress'd Those deep'ning clouds on clouds, surcharged with rain, That, o'er the vast Atlantic hither borne In endless train, would quench the summer blaze, 140 And, cheerless, drown the crude unripen'd year. tThe north-east spends his rage ; he now shut up ithin his iron cave, th' effusive south arms the wide air, and o'er the void of heaven eathes the big clouds, with vernalj^ojEers distent. 145 As first, a dusky wreath they seem to rise, Scarce staining ether ; but, by swift degrees, In heaps on heaps, the doublingvapor sails I Along the loaded sky, and mingling deep Sits on the horizon round a settled gloom : 150 \Not such as wintry storms on mortals shed, Oppressing life ; but lovely, gentle, kind, And full $f every hope and every joy, Thg wish of Nature. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm ; that not a breath 155 A Is heard to quiver through the closing woods, I Or rustling 'turn the many-twinkling leaves Of aspen tall. Th* uncurling floods, diffused In glassy breadth, seem through delusive lapse Forgetful of their course. 'Tis silence all, 160 And pleasing expectation. Herds and flocks removal of decomposing substances that would poison the air and in- duce diseases. As an example of the capacity which some possess for such a service, it is said that, as a consequence of individual voracity and rapid increase of numbers, three flesh-flies and their immediate progeny, according to a calculation made by Linnaeus, are able to devour the car- cass of a horse in less time than a lion could do it. It may be added, that a check is happily put upon the excessive multiplication of insects, by the attacks made upon them by other tribes of animals, and by their wars upon their own tribes. n SPKING. 53 Drop the dry sprig, and jnrute imploring eye^ The falling verdure. Hush'd in short suspense, The plumy people streak their wings with oil, To throw the lucid moisture trickling off ; And wait th' approachiig sign to strike, at once. Into the generaJLchoir.) Even mountains, vales, ' Torests seem impatient to demand i The promised sweetness. Man superior walks ^ Amid the glad creation, musingr praise, 170 And looking lively gratitude. At last, The clouds consign their treasures to the fields ; And, softly shaking on the dimpled pool ^. Prelusive drops, let all their moisture flow, In large effusion, o'er the freshen'd world. 175 The stealing shower is scarce to patter heard | By such as wander through the forest walks, 1 x>* Beneath th' umbrageous multitude of leaves. \ But who can hold the shade, while Heaven descends In universal bounty, shedding herbs 180 And fruits and flowers on Nature's ample lap ? Swift Fancy fired anticipates their growth ; And, while the milky nutriment distils, Beholds the kindling country color round. Thus, all day long, the full-distended clouds 185 Indulge their genial stores, and well-shower'd earth Is deep enrich'd with vegetable life ; Till, in the western sky, the downward sun .^ Looks outy^ffulgent, from amid the flush Of broken clouds, gay-shifting to his beam. 190 The rapid radiance instantaneous strikes Th' illumined mountain, through the forest streams, 167-184. Rain is now required to help the quickening fruits, and tl** poet paints, with singular beauty, the birds in the wood, the cattle on the hill, and the thirsty fields themselves, desiring the fall of the now gathering shower. -C. SPEIXG. Shakes on the floods, and in a yellow mist, Far smoking o'er th ? interminable plain, In twinkling myriads lights the dewy gems. 195 Moist, bright, and green, the landscape laughs around. Full swell the woods : their very music wakes, Mix'd in wild concert with the warbling brooks Increased, the distant bleatings of the hills, And hollow lows responsive from the vales ; 200 Whence blending ail, the sweeten'd zephyr springs. Meantime, refracted from yon eastern cloud, Bestriding earth, the grand ethereal bow Shoots up immense ; and every hue unfolds, In fair proportion running from the red 205 To where the violet fades into the sky. .Here, awful Newton, the dissolving clouds 'orm, fronting on the sun, thy shrjwery prism ; .nd to the sage-instructed eye unfold * lie various twine of light, by thee disclosed 210 om the white mingling maze. Not so the boy : wondering views the bright enchantment bend lightful o'er the radiant fields, and runs catch the falling glory ; but amazed, 207. Awful Xcwton : So called from the uncommon respect which liis great talents and discoveries command and inspire. The fact that white light is not simple, but compounded of seven colors, he verified by means of a glass prism : he resolved the various twine, or twist, or combination of the rays that compose white light the white commingling maze. The prism of nature is the falling shower, the dissolving clouds, acting upon which, the sun produces the magnificent spectrum of the Rainbow. The speculations of the uneducated boy upon this brilliant phenomenon are finely described. Later philosophers have shown that the seven colors are modifications of three primary colors, red, yellow, and blue. Among the smaller poems of Thomson is one composed in memory of this great English philosopher, in the preparation of which his friend Gray is said to have furnished him with such an account of the Newto- nian philosophy as guarded him against error in his treatment of the subject. es, , 2"20 SPRING. 55 S- Beholds th^amusivc arch before him fly, 215 Then vanish quite away. Still night succeeds, A soften'd shade, and saturated earth Awaits the morning beam, to give to light, Raised through ten thousand different plastic tu The balmy treasures of the former day. Then spring the living herbs, profusely wild, O'er all the deep-green earth, beyond the power Of botanist to number up their tribes ; Whether he steals along the lonely dale, In silent search ; or, through the forest, rank 225 With what th dull incuri^nH Tr^Hs~a&2ant, 1 Bursts his blind way ; or climbs the mountain rock, Fired by the nodding verdure of its brow. With such a liberal hand has Nature flung Their seeds abroad, blown them about in winds, 230 Innumerous mix'd them with the nursing mould, The moistening current, and prolific rain. But who, their virtues can declare ? who pierce, With vision pure, into these secret stores Of health and life and joy ? the food of man, j 235 While yet he lived in innocence, and told / . s^ u A length of golden years ; unflesh'd in blood, A stranger to the savage arts of life, t)eath, rapine, carnage, surfeit, and disease ; The lord, and not the tyrant, of the world. 240 225-6. The forest rank with, . hlnp. expanse ; for then nor storms Were taught to blow, nor hurricanes to rage. 325 Sound slept the waters ; no sulphureous glooms S well'd in the sky, and sent the lightning forth ; While sickly damps, and cold autumnal fogs, Hung not, relaxing, on the springs of life. But now, of turbid elements the sport, 330 From clear to cloudy toss'd, from hot to cold, And dry to moist, with inward-eating change, Our drooping days are dwindled down to naught, Their period finish'd ere 'tis well begun. > CENSURE UPON THE USE OF ANIMAL FOOD. And yet the wholesome herb neglected dies ; 335 Though with the pure exhilarating soul Of nutriment and health and vital powers, Beyond the search of art, 'tis copious bless'd. For, with hot ravine fired, ensanguined man 333. Dwindled down, &c. : A satisfactory reason can be given for this physical change. The longevity of the antediluvians led to that enor- mous wickedness, on account of which they were swept from the earth. The great abbreviation of the period of human life since the deluge, and the uncertainty of reaching even that moderate limit, greatly tend to pre- vent maturity in crime, and to awaken a becoming regard to our religioua interests, and to our condition in a future world. 60 SPUING. Is now become the lion of the plain, > 340 And worse. The wolf, who from the nightly fold Fierce drags the bleating prey, ne'er drunk her milk, Nor wore her warming fleece ; nor has the steer, At whose strong chest the deadly tiger hangs, E'er plough'd for him. They too are temper'd high, 345 With hunger stung and wild necessity j Nor lodges pity in their shaggy breast. But Man, whom Nature form'd of milder clay^ With every kind emotion in his heart, ^^"~ And taught alone to weep ; while from her lap \ 350 She pours ten thousand delicacies, herbs, And fruits, as numerous as the drops of rain Or beams that gave them birth ; shall he, fair form ! Who wears sweet smiles, and looks erect on heaven, E'er stoop to mingle with the prowling herd, 355 And dip his tongue in gore ? The beast of prey, Blood-stain'd, deserves to bleed ; but you, ye flocks, What have you done ; ye peaceful people, what, To merit death ? you, who have given us milk In luscious streams, and lent us your own coat 360 'Against the Winter's cold ? And the plain ox, That harmless, honest, guileless animal, In what has he offended ? He, whose toil, Patient, and ever ready, clothes the land With all the pomp of harvest ; shall he bleed, 365 And struggling groan beneath the cruel hands E'en of the clown he feeds ? and that, perhaps, To swell the riot of th' autumnal feast, Won by his labor ? Thus the feeling heart Would tenderly suggest ; but 'tis enough, 3*70 In this late age, adventurous, to have touch'd Light on the numbers of the Samian sage. 372. Samian sage : The wise man of Samos Pythagoras. He is said to have invented the term philosopher (lover of wisdom), and to have as- SJPftENG. 61 High Heav.su forbids the bold presumptuous strain, Whose wisest will has fix'd us in a state, iS That must not yet to pure perfection rise. 375 TROUT-FISHING. Now, when the first foul torrent of the brooks, S weird with the vemal^rains, is ebb'd away, And, whitening, down their mossy-tinctured stream Descends the billowy foam ; now is the time, While yet the dark-brown water aids the guile, 380 To tempt the trout. The well dissembled fly, 1 ^ The rod fine-tapering with elastic spring, 1 Snatch'd from the hoary steed the floating linej And all thy slender watery stores, prepare. 7 /' But let not on thy hook the tortured worm 4 . 385 \ Convulsive twist in agonizing folds ; % /* Which, by rapacious hunger swallow'd deep, Gives, as you tear it from the bleeding breast,. . Of the weak, helpless, uncomplaining wretch, wf \ Harsh pain and horror to the tender hand. * 390 When with his lively ray the potent Sun Has pierced the streams, and roused the finny race, s Burned it as descriptive of himself. He was a great traveller in search of knowledge, and finally settled at Orotona in the southern part of Italy, where he gathered around him a large number of young men of noble birth, and instructed them in the tenets of his philosophy. He is here referred to by Thomson, because it was a principle of the Pythagorean system to abstain from the use of animal food ; and this was based upon the doctrine of the transmigration of souls, that is, the migration of the human soul through the bodies of various animals successively. This doc- trine still prevails extensively in Asia. The mww&ers of the Saraian sage are probably the " Golden Verses'" attributed to him, but written probably by some other hand. They con tained a brief summary of his popular doctrines. To music, both as a science and an art, Pythagoras is said to have given special and successful attention. 62 SPKING. Then, issuing cheerful, to thy sport repair. JT Chief should the western breezes curling play, X I And light o'er ether bear the shadowy clouds. 395 ^f*^ VHigh to their fount, this day, amid the hills, f ,Y\ And woodlands warbling round, trace up the brooks ; V* The next, pursue their rocky-channel'd maze Down to the river, in whose ample wave Their little Naiads love to sport at large. 400 Just in the dubious point, where with the pool Is mix'd the trembling stream, or where it boils Around the stone, or from the hollow'd bank Reverted plays in undulating flow ; There throw, nice judging, the delusive fly ; 405 And, as you lead it round in artful curve, With eye attentive mark the springing game. Straight as above the surface of the flood They wanton rise, or urged by hunger leap, : Then fix, with gentle twitch, the barbed hook ; 410 Some lightly tossing to the grassy bank, And to the shelving shore slow dragging some, With various hand proportion'd to their force. If yet too young, and easily deceived, 1A worthless prey scarce bends your pliant rod, 415 Him, piteous of his youth and the short space ,-J *{, ^ He has enjoy'd the vital light of heaven, C^A , I y^ Soft disengage, and back into the stream ^ v) Jfrr ^ .. The speckled captive throw. But should you lure jW' From his dark haunt, beneath the tangled roots 420 * I Of pendent trees, the monarch of the brook, Behooves you then to ply your finest art. Long time he, following cautious, scans the fly ; And oft attempts to seize it, but as oft 400. Naiads : Certain imaginary female deities (of the Grecian and Ro- man Mythology) that were fancied to preside over fountains, streams, and seas. SPRING. Od The dimpled water speaks his jealous ^gar. 425 At last, while haply o'er the shaded sun Passes a cloud, he desperate takes the death, With sullen plunge. At once he darts along Deep-struck, and runs out all the lengthen'd line ; Then seeks the furthest ooze, the sheltering weed, 430 The cavern'd bank, his old secure abode ; And flies aloft, and flounces round the pool, Indignant of the guile. With yielding hand, That feels him still, yet to his furious course Gives way, you, now retiring, following now 435 Across the stream, exhaust his idle rage ; Till, floating broad upon his breathless side, And to his fate abandon'd, to the shore You gayly drag your unresisting prize. NOON-DAY RECREATIONS. Thus pass the temperate hours ; but when the sun 440 Shakes from his noonday throne the scattering clouds, E'en shooting listless languor through the deeps ; Then seek the bank where flowering elders crowd, Where, scattered wild, the lily of the vale Its balmy essence breathes, where cowslips hang 445 The dewy head, where purple violets lurk, With all the lowly children of the shade ; Or lie reclined beneath yon spreading ash, Hung o'er the steep ; whence, borne on liquid wing, The sounding culver shoots ; or where the hawk, 450 High in the beetling cliff, his eyry builds. There let the classic page thy fancy lead ^/ Through rural scenes ; such as the Mantuan swain 427. The death : That which causes death the hook. 450. The culver : The wood-pigeon. 453. Mantuan swain: Virgil, whose Pastoral songs (the Eclogues) are here deservedly commended for their harmonious numbers. G4: SPUING. Paints in the matchless harmony of song ; Or catch thyseif the landscape, gliding swift 455 Athwart Imagination's vivid eye ; Or, by the vocal woods and waters lulled, And lost in lonely musing, in the dream, tonfused, of careless solitude, where mix Ten thousand wandering images of things, 460 Soothe every gust of passion into peace ; All but the swellings of the soften'd heart, That weaken, not disturb, the tranquil mind. Behold yon breathing prospect bids the Muse Throw all her beauty forth. But who can paint 465 Like Nature ? Can Imagination boast, Amid its gay creation, hues like hers ? Or can it mix them with that matchless skill, And lose them in each other, as appears In every bud that blows ? If fancy then 470 Unequal fails beneath the pleasing task, Ah, what shall language do ? Ah, where find words Tinged with so many colors ; and whose power, To life approaching, may perfume my lays With that fine oil, those aromatic gales, 475 \ That inexhaustive flow continual round ? Yet, though successless, will the toil delight. Come then, ye virgins and ye youths, whose hearts Have felt the raptures of refining love ; And thou, Amanda, come, pride of my song ! 480 465-476. Amid the growing freshness and increasing beauty of the land, the poet walks to select a scene, the loveliest he can find, on which to lay out the choicest colors of the Muse. He feels, as he gazes, how difficult it is to limn in words the varying splendor of the Spring, and ex- claims " But who can paint like Nature ?" cfec. C. 480. Amanda : This lady was Miss Elizabeth Young, whom Thomson greatly desired to marry ; hut he conceived himself not warranted in of- fering his hand, from the scantiness of his income. She became the wife of Vice Admiral John Campbell. Thomson writes of her, as will be ob- SPRING. 65 Form'd by the Graces, loveliness itself : Come with those downcast eyes, sedate and sweet, Those looks demure, that deeply pierce the soul, Where, with the light of thoughtful reason mix'd, Shines lively fancy and the feeling heart. 485 Oh, come ! and while the rosy-footed May served, with the greatest ardor of affection. She is said to have heen the only woman to whom he was known to be attached, and as she was possessed of very superior endowments, his disappointment in obtaining her greatly diminished his enjoyment of life. In a letter to his sister in 1747, dated at Hagley, Worcestershire, he thus writes on this subject: " My circumstances have hitherto been so variable and uncertain in this fluctuating world as induce to keep me from engaging in such a state ; and now, though they are more settled, and of late considerably improved, I begin to think myself too far advanced in life for such youthful under- takings, not to mention some other petty reasons that are apt to startle the delicacy of difficult old bachelors. I am, however, not a little suspi- cious that, were I to pay a visit to Scotland, I might possibly be tempted to think of a thing not easily repaired if done amiss." 481. The Graces : In the Grecian Mythology these are described as three young and beautiful sisters, the companions of Venus, the goddess of Beauty. They were (as Anthon remarks) an aesthetic conception of all that is beautiful and attractive in the physical as well as in the social world. The Graces were at all times, in the creed of Greece, the god- desses presiding over social enjoyment, the banquet, the dance, and all that tended to inspire gayety and cheerfulness. To these, according to Thomson's poetical conception, his Amanda was indebted for her surpassing loveliness. Milton, in his Allegro, has intro- duced them in a very lively strain. 486. Rosy-footed May: A beautiful personification of this favorite spring month. The epithet applied is obviously appropriate to the month as productive of roses. The first day of this month has long been cele- brated in England with great festivity and mirth the observance owing its origin, as is thought, to the heathen entertainments practised in honor of the goddess Flora. The Druids on the eve of May-day were accus- tomed to illuminate the hill-tops of Britain in demonstration of their grat- itude and joy for the return of Spring in its maturity. Subsequently all classes in England have participated in the sports appropriated to May-day, when, in the language of old Chaucer, " forth goeth all the court, most and least, to fetch the flowres fresh, and braunch and broom." In this diversion Henry VIII. and Katharine, and the entire court, engaged with high glee. SPRING. Steals blushing on, together let us tread The morning dews, and gather in their prime Fresh-blooming flowers, to grace thy braided hair, And thy loved bosom that improves their sweets. 490 THE WINDING AND WATERED VALE. G^ See, where the winding vale its lavish stores, jJrTTpmfflTg, spreads. See, how the lily drinks The latent rill, scarce oozing through the grass, v^ Of growth luxuriant ; or the humid bank, In fair profusion, decks. Long let us walk, 495 Where the breeze blows from yon extended field Of blossom'd beans. Arabia cannot boast A fuller gale of joy, than liberal thence Breathes through the sense, and takes the ravish'd soul. Nor is the mead unworthy of thy foot, 500 Full of fresh verdure and unnumbered flowers, The negligence of Nature, wide and wild ; Where, undisguised by mimic art, sire spreads Unbounded beauty to the roving eye. Here their delicious task the fervent bees, 505 In swarming millions, tend. Around, athwart, Through the soft air, the busy nations fly, ^ Cling to the bud, and, with inserted tube, \ Suck its pure essence, its ethereal soul ; / And oft, with bolder wing, they soaring dare 510 The purple heath, or where the wild thyme grows, And yellow load them with the luscious spoil. 497. Arabia, &c. : This country is celebrated for its aromatic pro- ductions. 505-512. Thomson was a close observer of Nature : she sat for every picture he draws. C. 511. The purple heath : The landscapes of Scotland and England are beautifully diversified by large tracts covered with this shrub, that bears a very delicate purple flower. The leaves retain their verdure through SPRING. 67 THE FLOWER-GARDEN. At length the finished garden to the view Its vistas opens, and its alleys green. Snatch'd through the verdant maze, the hurried eye 515 Distracted wanders : now the bowery walk Of covert close, where scarce a speck of day Falls on the lengthened gloom, protracted sweeps ; Now meets the bending sky ; the river now Dimpling along, the breezy ruffled lake, 520 The forest darkening round, the glittering spire, Th' ethereal mountain, and the distant main. But why so far excursive,? when at hand, Along these blushing borders, bright with dew, And in yon mingled wilderness of flowers, 525 Fair-handed Spring unbosoms every grace ; Throws out the snow-drop and the crocus first, The daisy, primrose, violet darkly blue, ,he year. The shrub is made use of for thatch, brooms, beds for the poor, md for heating ovens. Look now at the heather (says Prof. Wilson), and smile whenever henceforth you hear people talk of purple. 527. Crocus: The first flower of Spring. The Scotch crocus is striped with white and purple ; other varieties are striped with orange and lark purple. An ancient fable is connected with this flower : a youth, Orocus, being unable to marry a certain nymph, was said to have pined iway, and to have been changed into the crocus, or saffron, this name be- ng applied also to the saffron used in medicine, and which blossoms in September. 528. The daisy : A favorite flower in Britain. It owed, perhaps, its lame to Chaucer, who lived in the fourteenth century. From the pecu- iarity which this flower possesses of folding its petals at sunset, and of jxpanding them at sunrise, he called it Daijs-eye. One of Montgomery's jretiiest poems is devoted to the daisy that sprang up unexpectedly in 3r. Carey's garden, at Serampore, in India, out of some English earth, in which other seeds had been conveyed to him from England. He repre- sents the missionary as addressing it thus : Thrice welcome, little English flower ' My mother country's white and red, 68 SPRING. And polyanthus of unnumber'd dyes ; The yellow wallflower, stain'd with iron brown, 530 And lavish stock that scents the garden round ; From the soft wing of vernal breezes shed, 1 Anemones ; auriculas, enrich'd ' With shining meal o'er all their velvet leaves, And full ranuncula of glowing red. 535 In rose or lily, till this hour, Never to me such beauty spread : * * * * Thrice welcome, little English flower I "Whose tribes, beneath our natal skies Shut close their leaves while vapors lower ; But, when the sun's gay beams arise, With unabashed but modest eyes, Follow his motion to the west, Nor cease to gaze till daylight dies, Then fold themselves to rest, &c. The daisy is the symbol of unconscious beauty ; while the crocus is the symbol of cheerfulness and gayety. 528. The primrose (prime-rose) is an early rose of spring. In Flora's Dictionary it is the symbol of delight in bringing modest worth from ob- scurity. In English history white and red roses were emblems, respec- tively, of the rival families of York and Lancaster, in their protracted contests for the crown. The blue violet is employed as an emblem of faithful friendship : the white, of modest worth. 529. The polyanthos (so called from its many flowers) is said to be a symbol of confidence in a friend. It belongs to the Primrose family : the small flowers upon its stalk growing in clusters. 533. The atiemoneis sometimes seen putting forth its pale flowers amid the snows of spring. It loves damp and shady situations. The name, derived from a Greek word signifying wind, is properly applied to this flower, because it expands most rapidly in windy weather. Its stem, two or three feet 1 igh, bears one flower at the top, possessing large white petals. But there are several species of anemone. 533. The Auricula (Flora's symbol of pride and elegance) fs a species of primrose, called by this name because its leaves are shaped like the ears of a bear. 535. Ranunculas (so called from rana, a frog, because the flower abounds in places frequented by frogs), sometimes called crowfoot, some- times buttercup, is a kind of plants, some of which are beautiful flowering plants, particularly the Turkey or Persian varieties, which are distin- guished for the richness of then* colors. SPEING. 69 Then comes the tulip race, where beauty plays Her idle freaks. From family diffused To family, as flies the father dust, The varied colors run ; and while they break On the charm'd eye, th' exulting florist marks, 540 With secret pride, the wonders of his hand. No gradual bloom is wanting, from the bud, First-born of Spring, to Summer's musky tribes ; Nor hyacinths of purest virgin white, \ Lowjbent; andJWi^shingJnward ; nor jonquils 545 Of potent fragrance ; nor narcissus fair, As o'er the fabled fountain hanging still ; Nor broad carnations, nor gay spotted pinks ; Nor, shower'd from every bush, the damask rose : Infinite numbers, delicacies, smells, 550 With hues on hues expression cannot paint, The breath of Nature, and her endless bloom. DEVOUT ADDRESS TO THE GREAT SOURCE OF BEING. Hail, Source of Being ! Universal Soul Of heaven and earth ! Essential Presence, hail ! 647. Fabled fountain : The classical story of Narcissus is somewhat va- iously narrated, but the substance of it is, that having seen his own image eflected from a fountain, and discovering its strong resemblance to the form of a deceased twin-sister, whose features and dress had been the ounterpart almost of his own, and whom he had tenderly loved, he was ccustomed afterwards to visit the fountain, and gaze upon the image :hat brought her vividly and affectingly before his mind. His grief preyed upon his mind, and brought him prematurely to death, and the gods, it was said, compassionately changed him into the flower that bears his name. That flower suits the fable so far as this : it delights in the mar- gins of streams and fountains, and bending the top of its slender stalk over the water, it may easily be conceived as viewing there its own im- age : besides this, like the classical Narcissus, it is a short-lived flower. 553-568. Hail ! Source of Being ! &c. : The sight of those thrifty la- borers (described in 505-512), in which the domestic toils of man are im- aged, and the provision which Nature makes in a succession of the sweet- 70 SPRING. To Thee I bend the knee ; to Thee my thoughts 555 Continual climb ; Who, with a master hand, Hast the great whole into perfection touch'd. By Thee tlie r various vegetative tribes, j Wrapp'd in a filmy net and clad with leaves, Draw the live ether and imbibe the dew. 560 By Thee disposed into congenial soils, est flowers for his gratification (525-552), bring God and his goodness to the poet's mind. His address to the Deity is of exquisite delicacy and truth. C. 553-4. Universal Soul, cfcc. : Very far was Thomson, in the use of this expression, from adopting the Pantheistic doctrine of the " Animus Mun- di," which confounds the Deity with creation, and makes the various crea tures but several parts of the great God. He believed in a personal God, the source of being, and always devoutly discriminated between Him and his creatures in the homage which he frequently pays Him ia this Poem of the Seasons. According to Cicero, the ancient Stoics held that this world is wise, and has a mind or soul, whereby it formed or fabricated both it and itself, and orders, moves, and governs all things ; and that the . sun, moon, and stars are gods, because a certain animal intelligence pervades and permeates all things. The learned Varro asserted, that the soul of the world, and its parts, constituted the true gods. This theology or philoso- phy, as Leland observes, furnished a pretext for worshipping the several parts of the world, and the powers and virtues diffused through the parts of it, under the name of the popular divinities ; though, in the following lines, Pope may have possibly designed to express no other idea than that of the Divine Omnipresence and universal agency, as set forth in the Scriptures, he could not have presented a more literal, as well as beau- tiful, statement or illustration of the Pantheistic and pernicious doctrine to which we have adverted. All are but parts of one stupendous whole, Whose body nature is, and God the soul; That changed through all, and yet in all the same, Great in the earth as in the ethereal flame ; "Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees ; Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent. Thomson, in the text, conveys simply the idea, that God is the author oi ; heaven and earth, or the universe, and that He carries forward the multi- farious operations going on, by his universal and mysterious agency : an] idea embraced in that sublime sentence of the apostle Paul " Of Him, and to Him, and through Him, are all things." v >\ SPRING. 71 Stands each attractive plant, and sucks and swells The juicy tide ; a twining mass of tubes. At Thy command the vernal sun awakes The torpid sap, detruded to the root 565 By wintry winds ; that now, in fluent dance, And lively fermentation mounting, spreads All this innumerous- color 'd scene of things. As rising from the vegetable world My theme ascends, with equal wing ascend, 570 My panting Muse. And hark, how loud the woods Invite you forth in all your gayest. trim. -si Lend me your song, ye nightingales ! oh, pour The mazy-running soul of melody . Into my varied verse ! while I deduce, 575 From the first note the hollow cuckoo sings, 568. Critics have censured Thomson for employing many pedantic and cumbrous expressions, one of which, innumerous-color'd, is here used, de- scribing the scene of things around us as possessed of innumerable shades of color. 571. My panting Muse : Modern poets have imitated the classical po- ets of Greece and Rome in ascribing their poetic conceptions and compo- sitions to an imaginary deity called by this name. Of the Muses there were nine, one of whom was honored as presiding over poetry. Other fine arts were patronized by her sister Muses. As our author is now about to undertake more elevated themes, instead of calling upon his Imagination and Fancy to aid him, he bids his panting Muse, under the figure of a bird (see also 699-700) to ascend "with equal wing." This word is generally used, therefore, by English poets as denoting the ge- nius or ^ower of poetry the mental energy which produces this form of composition. 576. Cuckoo : This bird belongs to a group which is characterized by having the toes situated two before and two behind. It is a migratory bird ; it arrives in England in the month of April for the purpose of breeding. It differs from almost every other bird in not constructing a nest, nor under any circumstances hatching its own eggs ; but deposits them in the nests of other birds, as the heplge -sparrow. The unfledged young have a remarkable instinct, -which impels them to unceasing efforts to expel their helpless companions from the nest, which they effect by pushing them in the hollow of their back to the verge of the nest, and tilting them over, until they at length monopolize all the care and pro- SPKINQ. The symphony of Spring, andjouch a theme Unknown to fame, the Passion of the Groves. THE LOVE OF THE GROVES AND COURTSHIP OF BIRDS. When first the soul of love is sent abroad, Warm through the vital air, and on the heart 580 Harmonious seizes, the gay troops begin, In gallant thought, to plume the painted wing ; And try again the long-forgotten strain, At first faint warbled. But no sooner grows The soft infusion prevalent and wide, 585 Than, all alive, at once their joy overflows .In music unconfined. Up springs the lark, \Shrill- voiced and loud, the messenger of morn : uEre yet the shadows fly, he mounted sings [Amid the dawning clouds, and from their haunts 590 Calls up the tuneful nations. Every copse risi :>n of the foster-parent. The young cuckoos of the year do not leave England till the month of September. BRANDS. 579-604. To this fine hymn the birds add their songs, each according to its kind : the untaught harmony of Spring comes from the clear sky, the tree-top, and the blooming hawthorn ; nor are the songsters unseen by the poet, who knows the haunts of each. He gives the bramble to the wren, the half-long tree to the thrush, and the cloud to the lark. C. 587. The lark : The scene described by the .poet receives further illus- tration from the pen of Mrs. Ellis, -whey among other fine things, says, in her " Poetry of Life," And then there is the glad voice of the lark, that spring of perpetual freshness, pouring forth its untiring and inexhaustible melody. Who ever listened to this voice on a clear spring morning, when Nature was first rising from her wintry bed, when the furze was in bloom, and the lambs at play, and the primrose and the violet scented the deli- cious south wind that came with the glad tidings of renovated life ; who ever listened to the song of the lark on such a morning, while the dew was upon the grass, and the sun was smiling through a cloudless sky, without feeling that the spirit of joy was still alive within, around, jind above him, and that those wild and happy strains, floating in softened melody upon the scented air, were the outpourings of a gratitude too rapturous for words ? SPKING. 73 Deep tangled, tree irregular, and bush Bending with dewy moisture, o'er the heads Of the coy quiristers that lodge within, Are prodigal of harmony. The thrush 595 And woodlark, o'er the kind contending throng Superior heard, run through the sweetest length Of notes ; when listening Philomela deigns To let them joy, and purposes, in thought Elate, to make her night excel their day. 600 The blackbird whistles from the thorny brake The mellow bullfinch answers from the grove. Nor are the linnets, o'er the flowering furze Pour'd out profusely, silent. Join'd to these Innumerous songsters, in the fresh'ning shade 605 Of new-sprung leaves, their modulations mix ^Mellifluous. The jay, the rook, the daw, And each harsh pipe, discordant heard alone, Aid the full concert ; while the stockdove breathes 598. Philomela : The Nightingale, so called for the reason stated by the poet. It ranks among the sweetest of song-birds, but owes perhaps no small share of its celebrity to the circumstance of the serenity and quiet of the night hours, and to its being the solitary songster. They mi- grate in April or May to England from the south, for the purpose of breeding; "and (according to Brande) the famed song of the male is his love- chant, and ceases when his mate has hatched her brood. Vigilance, anxiety, and caution now succeed to harmony ; and his croak is the hush, the warning of danger and suspicion, to the infant charge and the mother bird. If by accident his mate be killed, the male resumes his song ; and will continue to chant till very late in summer, unless he can attract, as he commonly soon does, another female." The term Philomela signifies song-loving. Its application to the sweet- singing Nightingale is connected with the classical legend which affirms that Philomela, a daughter of Pandion, king of Athens, getting into diffi- culty, was, in answer to her prayer, changed by the gods into a night- ingale. 607-9. In the spring, says Mrs. Ellis, when the rooks first begin to be busy with their nests, their language, like their feelings and occupations, is cheerful, bustling, and tumultuous. Within the rookery it is perfect discord ; but heard in the distance it conveys to the mind innumerable 4 74 SPKING. A melancholy murmur through the whole. 610 'Tis love creates their melody, and all This waste of music is the voice of love ; That even to birds and beasts the tender arts Of pleasing teaches. Hence the glossy kind Try every winning way inventive love 615 Can dictate, and in courtship to their mates Pour forth their little souls. First, wide around, With distant awe, in airy rings they rove, Endeavoring by a thousand tricks to catch The cunning, conscious, half averted glance 620 Of the regardless charmer. Should she seem Softening the least approvance to bestow, Their colors burnish, and, by hope inspired, They brisk advance ; then, on a sudden struck, 4 Retire disorder 'd ; then again approach ; 625 In fond rotation spread the spotted wing, And shiver every feather with desire. NEST-BUILDING. Connubial leagues agreed, to the deep woods They haste away, all as their fancy leads, Pleasure, or food, or secret safety prompts ; 630 That Nature's great command may be obey'd, Nor all the sweet sensations they perceive Indulged in vain. Some to the holly hedge Nestling repair, and to the thicket some ; pleasing associations with that delightful season of the year, and the uni- versal alacrity and joy with which the animal creation resume their prep- arations for a new and happy life. 616-627. Courtship, &c. : This entire passage displays to great advan- tage the habits of close and minute observation, and also of accurate and graphic description, for which Thomson is deservedly celebrated. 631. Nature's great command: Gen. i. 22 " And God blessed them, and said, Let fowl multiply in the earth." SPRING. 75 Some to the rude protection of the thorn 635 Commit their feeble offspring. The cleft tree Offers its kind concealment to a few, Their food its insects, and its moss their nests. Others apart, far in the grassy dale, Or rough'ning waste, their humble texture weave. 640 But most in woodland solitudes delight, In unfrequented glooms, or shaggy banks, Steep and divided by a babbling brook, Whose murmurs soothe them all the livelong day, When by kind duty fix'd. Among the roots 645 Of hazel, pendent o'er the plaintive stream, They frame the first foundation of their domes ; {- Dry sprigs of trees, in artful fabric laid, And bound with clay together. Now 'tis naught But restless hurry through the busy air, 650 Beat by unnumber'd wings. The swallow sweeps The slimy pool, to build his hanging house Intent. And often, from the careless back Of herds and flocks, a thousand tugging bills Pluck hair and wool ; and oft, when unobserved, 655 652. Hanging house : Reference is here made to those swallows that build their nest against the interior wall of a chimney, or some other perpen- dicular wall, to which, by one of its sides, it is attached. That of the chimney-swallow is composed of small twigs fastened together with a strong glue or gum, secreted by two glands on each side of the back part of the head, which mixes with the saliva. The window-swallow, or mar- tin, build of mud taken from a neighboring brook, which they put on about half an inch thick in the morning, leaving it till the next morning that it may become dry and hard, so as to receive then a further addi- tion. Thus the nest is completed in ten or twelve days. The swallow (says Sir Humphrey Davy) is one of my favorite birds, and a rival to the nightingale, for he gladdens my sense of seeing as the other does my sense of hearing. He is the joyous prophet of the year, the harbinger of the best season. He lives a life of enjoyment amongst the loveliest forms of Nature ; winter is unknown to him, and he leaves the green meadows of England in autumn for the myrtle and orange grovea oi* Italy and for the palms of Africa. T6 SPRING. Steal from the barn a straw ; till soft and warm, Clean and complete, their habitation grows. PARENTAL DUTIES OF BIRDS. As thus the patient dam assiduous sits, Not to be tempted from her tender task, Or by sharp hunger or by smooth delight, 660 Though the whole loosen'd Spring around her blows ; Her sympathizing lover takes his stand High on th' opponent bank, and ceaseless sings The tedious time away ; or else supplies Her place a moment, while she sudden flits 665 To pick the scanty meal. Th' appointed time With pious toil fulfill'd, the callow young, Warm'd and expanded into perfect life, Their brittle bondage break, and come to light, A helpless family, demanding food 670 With constant clamor. 0, what passions then, What melting sentiments of kindly care, On the new parents seize ! Away they fly Affectionate, and undesiring bear The most delicious morsel to their young; 675 Which equally distributed, again The search begins. E'en so a gentle pair, By fortune sunk, but form'd of generous mould, And charm'd with cares beyond the vulgar breast, In some lone cot amicRhe distant woods, 680 Sustain'd alone by providential Heaven, Oft, as they weeping eye their infant train, Check their own appetites, and give them all. Nor toil alone they scorn : exalting love, By the great FATHER OF THE SPRING inspired, 685 Gives instant courage to the fearful race, And, to the simple, art. With stealthy wing, SPRING. Should some rude foot their woody haunts molest, Amid a neighboring bush they silent drop, And whirring thence, as if alarm'd, deceive 690 Th' unfeeling schoolboy. Hence, around the head Of wand'ring swain, the white-wing'd plover wheels Her sounding flight, and then directly on In long excursion skims the level lawn, To tempt him from her nest. The wild-duck, hence, 695 O'er the rough moss, and o'er the trackless waste The heath-hen flutters (pious fraud !) to lead The hot pursuing spaniel far astray. THE BARBAROUS BIRD-CAGE, AND NEST ROBBERY./\ Be not the Muse ashamed here to bemoan Her brothers of the grove, by tyrant Man 700 Inhuman caught, and in the narrow cage, From liberty confined and boundless air. Dull are the pretty slaves, their plumage dull, Ragged, and all its brightening lustre lost ; Nor is that sprightly wildness in their notes, 705 Which, clear and vigorous, warbles from the beech. then, ye friends of love and love-taught song, Spare the soft tribes, this barbarous art forbear ; If on your bosom innocence can win, Music engage, or piety persuade. 710 But let not chief the nightingale lament Her ruin'd care, too delicately Wmed To brook the harsh confinement of the cage. Oft when, returning with her loaded bill, Th' astonish'd mother finds a vacant nest, 715 711. The idea may be thus expressed : But chiefly, or especially, let not the nightingale be compelled to lament the objects of her care ruined, being too delicately framed, &c. The tenderness of her maternal instinct is here most pathetically portrayed. 78 SPUING. By the hard hands of unrelenting clowns Robb'd, to the ground the vain provision falls ; . ju Her pinions ruffle, and low-drooping scarce A / Can bear the mourner to the poplar shade ; here, all abandon'd to despair, she sings 720 er sorrows through the night ; and, on the bough, le-sitting, still at every dying fall /Takes up again her lamentable strain Of winding woe ; till, wide around, the woods Sigh to her song, and with her wail resound. 725 THE YOUNG BIRDS TAUGHT TO FLY. But now the feather'd youth their former bounds, Ardent, disdain ; and, weighing oft their wings, Demand the free possession of the sky ; This one glad office more, and then dissolves Parental love at once, now needless grown : 730 Unlavish Wisdom never works in vain. 'Tis on some evening, sunny, grateful, mild, When naught but balm is breathing through the woods, With yellow lustre bright, that the new tribes Visit the spacious heavens, and look abroad 735 On Nature's common, far as they can see, Or w r ing, their range and pasture. O'er the boughs Dancing about, still at the giddy verge Their resolution fails ; "their pinions still, In loose libration strefln'd, to trust the void 740 Trembling refuse ; till down before them fly The parent guides, and chide, exhort, command, Or push them off. The surging air receives Its plumy burden ; and their self-taught wings Winnow the waving element. On ground 745 722. Dying fall : That is, in the t<5i\es of her voice. 727. Weighing: Lifting. SPRING. 79 Alighted, bolder up again they lead, Farther and farther on, the lengthening flight ; Till vanish'd every fear, and every power Roused into life and action, light in air Th' acquitted parents see their soaring race, 750 And once rejoicing never know them more. High from the summit of a craggy cliff, Hung o'er the deep, such as amazing frowns On utmost Kilda's shore, whose lonely race I Resign the setting sun to Indian worlds, J 755 The royal eagle draws his vigorous young, Strong-pounced, and ardent with paternal fire. Now fit to raise a kingdom of their own, He drives them from his fort, the towering seat, For ages, of his empire ; which, in peace, 760 Unstain'd he holds ; while many a league to sea He wings his course, and preys in distant isles. INFLUENCE OF SPRING ON DOMESTIC FOWLS, ON BRUTES, AND MONSTERS OF THE DEEP. y *>~Z< ********} \ Should I my steps turn to the rural seat, Whose lofty elms and venerable oaks Invite the rook, which high amid the boughs, 765 In early Spring, his airy city builds, ^ And ceaseless caws amjosjve-; there, well pleased, I might the various polity survey Of the mix'd household kind. The careful hen Calls all her chirping family around, 770 Fed and defended by the fearless cock ; Whose breast with ardor flames, as on he walks, Graceful, and crows defiance. In the pond, The finely checker'd duck, before her train, 754. Kilda : The most remote of the western islands of Scotland. 80 SPRING. Hows garrulous. The stately sailing swan 775 Gives out his snowy plumage to the gale ; And, arching proud his neck, with oary feet Bears forward fierce, and guards his osier isle, . Protective of his young. The turkey nigh, / Loud threatening, reddens; while the peacock spreads 780 His every-color'd glory to the sun, And swims in radiant majesty along. O'er the whole homely scene the cooing dove \ Flies thick in am'rous chase, and wanton rolls The glancing eye, and turns the changeful neck. 785 While thus the gentle tenants of the shade Indulge their purer loves, the rougher world Of brutes below rush furious into flame And fierce desire. Through all his lusty veins The bull, deep scorch'd, the raging passion feels. 790 Of pasture sick, and negligent of food, Scarce seen, he wades among the yellow broom, While o'er his ample sides the rambling sprays Luxuriant shoot ; on through the mazy wood Dejected wanders, nor th' enticing bud 795 Crops, though it presses on his careless sense : oft, in jealous madd'ning fancy wrapp'd, seeks the fight, and, idly butting, feigns is rival gored in every knotty trunk. Him should he meet, the bellowing war begins ; 800 Their eyes flash fury ; to the hollow'd earth, Whence the sand flies, they mutter bloody deeds, 792. Broom: A species of evergreen shrub, common in Britain, the branches of which are made up into brooms. Its botanical name is Spar- tiuiii scoparium. There is another species which, being used in dyeing yellow, is called Dt/er's broom; its botanical name is Genista tinctoria. The beauty of its color may be estimated by what Prof. "Wilson says of it : " You have been wont to call a gold guinea or a sovereign yellow ; but if you have got one in your pocket, place it on your palm, and in the light of that broom is it not a dirty brown?" SPKING. \/ And, groaning deep, th' impetuous battl , While the fair heifer, balmy-breathing, Stands kindling up their rage. The trembling^ With this hot impulse seized in every nerve, Nor heeds the rein, nor hears the sounding thong. ', Blows are not felt ; but, tossing high his head, And by the well-known joy to distant plains Attracted strong, all wild he bursts away ; O'er rocks and woods and craggy mountains flies ; And, neighing, on th' aerial summit takes Th' exciting gale; then, steep descending, cleaves The headlong torrent foaming down the hills, E'en where the madness of the straiten'd stream Turns in black eddies round. Such is the force With which his frantic heart and sinews swell. Nor undelighted by the boundless Spring Are the broad monsters of the foaming deep. > From the deep ooze and gelid cayern roused, They flounce and tumble in unwieldy joy. Dire were the strain, and dissonant, to sing The cruel raptures of the savage kind ; How by this flame their native wrath sublimed, They roam, amid the fury of their heart, The far resounding waste in fiercer bands, And growl their horrid loves. But this the theme I sing, enraptured, to the British Fair, ^Forbids, and leads me to the mountain brow, | Where sits the shepherd on the grassy turf, unhaling, healthful, the descending sun. / Around him feeds his many-bleating flock, 1 Of various cadence ; and his sportive lambs, LThis way and that convolved in friskful glee, Their frolics play. And now the sprightly race Invites them forth ; when swift, the signal given, They start away, and sweep the massy mound 810 815 820 825 830 83? 82 SPUING. That runs around the hill ; the rampart once Of iron war, in ancient barbarous times, When disunited Britain ever bled, 840 /Lost in eternal broil : ere yet she grew I To this deep-laid, indissoluble state, j Where wealth and commerce lift their golden heads, / And o'er our labors liberty and law, Impartial, watch ; the wonder of the world ! 845 What is this mighty Breath, ye sages, say, That, in a powerful language, felt, not heard, Instructs the fowls of heaven, and through their breast These arts of love diffuses ? What, but God ? Inspiring God ! who, boundless Spirit all, 850 And unremitting Energy, pervades, Adjusts, sustains, and agitates the whole. : He ceaseless works alone ; and yet alone | Seems not to work : with such perfection framed \ Is this complex, stupendous scheme of things. 855 1 But, though conceal'd, to every purer eye Th' informing Author in his works appears : Chief lovely Spring, in thee, and thy soft scenes, The smiling God is seen ; while water, earth, And air attest his bounty, which exalts 860 The brute creation to this finer thought, And annual melts their undesigning hearts Profusely thus in tenderness and joy. 838. The hill. What hill is here meant it is not easy to determine ; but, as he describes, a little further on, the landscape at and around Hagley Park, the seat of Lord Lyttleton in Worcestershire, it is to be presumed that he refers to the Clent Hills in that vicinity : for these, as Hugh Miller states, at an early period formed one of the battle-fields on which the naked Briton contended on unequal terms with the mail-envel- oped Roman. 846. Breath : Here used as synonymous with spirit. 857. Informing: Life-giving. SPRING. INFLUENCE OF SPRING ON MAN. 83 Still let my song a nobler note assume, And sing th' infusive force of Spring on man. 865 When heaven and earth, as if contending, vie To raise his being and serene his soul, Can he forbear to join the general smile Of nature ? \ Can fierce passions vex his breast, While every gale is peace, and every grove 870 Is melody ?\ Hence ! from the bounteous walks Of flowing Spring, ye sordid sons of earth, Hard, and unfeeling of another's woe, Or only lavish to yourselves, away ! But come, ye generous minds, in whose wide thought, 875 Of all his works, creative Bounty burns ^' With warmest beam ; and on your open front !And liberal eye, sits, from his dark retreat Inviting modest Want. Nor, till invoked, Can restless goodness wait : your active search 880 Leaves no cold wintry corner unexplored ; I Like silent-working Heaven, surprising oft The lonely heart with unexpected good. For you the roving Spirit of the wind Blows Spring abroad; for you the teeming clouds 885 Descend in gladsome plenty o'er the world ; And the sun sheds his kindest rays for you, Ye flower of human race ! In these green days, Reviving Sickness lifts her lan-guid head ; 875-6. The thought here intended to be expressed seems to be this: generous men in their wide range of thought, having regard to others as well as to themselves, exhibit more than any other of the works of God in a more intense degree the warm benevolence of their Maker. They manifest a similar bounty, originating blessings to the sons of want. Such the poet iptly denominates the Flower of the human race. , 84 SPRIXG. Life flows afresh ; and young-eyed Health exalts 890 The whole creation round. Contentment walks The sunny glade, and feels an inward bliss Spring o'er his mind, beyond the power of kings To purchase. Pure serenity apace Induces thought and contemplation still. 895 By swift degrees the love of Nature works, And warms the bosom ; till at last, sublimed To rapture and enthusiastic heat, We feel the present Deity, and taste The joy of GOD to see a happy world ! y, 900 These are the sacred feelings of thy heart, ^hy heart inform'd by reason's purer ray, Lyttleton, the friend ! Thy passions thus 890. Exalts. While this reading is found in all the copies I have seen, the context seems to require exults as a more appropriate word. 900. Joy of God: That is, such as He feels an intense, exalted, rap- turous delight. 903. Lyttleton: Lord George Lyttleton, the friend and patron of Thom- son. He was a member of the British Parliament, and secretary to the Prince of "Wales. This latter situation put it in his power to appoint Thomson to the office of surveyor -general of the Leeward Islands, the duties of which he was allowed to perform by a deputy, and the profits realized were 300 per annum. It was through the influence of the same noble friend that the Prince of Wales conferred upon him a pension of 100 a year; but in a few years it was withdrawn, in consequence of his patron becoming obnoxious to the displeasure of the Prince. Being an opponent of the Walpole administration, when that came to a close, he was made, in 1744, one of the Lords of the Treasury; in 1755 a privy- councillor ; the next year a chancellor of the exchequer, and some time afterwards was raised to the peerage. As a literary man, some of his poetical effusions possess merit particularly his monody to his deceased wife, and his prologue to Thomson's tragedy of Coriolanus, which WLS spoken by Mr. Quin, soon after Thomson's death. He was the author of an elaborate history of the reign of Henry II. of England. His treatise on the conversion of St. Paul still holds a high place among the best works of evidence in favor of Christianity, and to which, Dr. Johnson has said, infidelity has never been able to fabricate a specious answer. He was a liberal patron of several literary men, and died in 1773, at the age of sixty-four. The record of the last scene of his life is worth preserving SPRING. 85 And meditations vary, as at large, Courting the Muse, through Hagley Park thou struyest, 905 Thy British Tempe ! There along the dale, With woods o'erhung, and shagg'd with mossy rocks, Whence on each hand the gushing waters play, And down the rough cascade white dashing fall, Or gleam in lengthen'd vista through the trees, 910 You silent steal ; or sit beneath the shade Of solemn oaks, that tuft the swelling mounts, Thrown graceful round by Nature's careless hand, And pensive listen to the various voice Of rural peace : the herds, the flocks, the birds, 915 I The hollow-whispering breeze, the plaint of rills, That, purling down amid the twisted roots He is said to have then addressed his physician in the following language : " Doctor, when I first set out in the world, I had friends who endeavored to shake my belief in the Christian religion. I saw difficulties which staggered me; but I kept my mind open to conviction. The evidences, and doctrines of Christianity, studied with attention, made me a most firm and persuaded believer of the Christian religion. I have made it the rule of my life, and it is the ground of my future hopes. I have erred and sinned, but have repented, and never indulged any vicious habit In politics and public life I have made public good the rule of my conduct. I have endeavored, in private life, to do all the good in my power, and never for a moment could indulge malicious or unjust designs upon any person whatsoever." He was a good man, and is not to be confounded with the second Lord Lyttleton, his son the sad opposite of his father in moral character and influence ; a full and interesting account of both of whom has been furni.shed by Hugh Miller in his recent work, entitled " First Impress-ions of England and its People." 906. The British Tempt : What the celebrated vale of Tempe was to Greece, that, in the poet's estimation, was the dale of Hagley to Britain, and which he now proceeds to describe in an exquisitely beautiful manner. Tempe was a valley in Thessaly, having Mount Olympus on the north and Mount Ossa on the south. It was only five miles long, and in some parts not more than one hundred feet wide. The poets represent it as a most enchanting scene, abounding in verdant walks, cool shades, and the melody of birds. The accuracy of their eulogium is sustained by the reports of some modern travellers. 86 SPRLXG. Which creep around, their dewy murmurs shake On the soothed ear. From these abstracted oft, You wander through the philosophic world ; 920 Where in bright train continual wonders rise Or to the curious or the pious eye. And oft, conducted by historic truth, You tread the long extent of backward time ; Plarning, with warm benevolence of mind 925 And honest zeal, unwarp'd by party rage, Britannia's weal ; how from the venal gulf To raise her virtue, and her arts revive. Or, turning thence thy view, these graver thoughts The Muses charm ; while, with sure taste refined, 930 You draw th' inspiring breath of ancient song ; Till nobly rises, emulous, t^iy own. Perhaps thy loved Lucinda shares thy walk, 933. Thy loved Lucinda : Lucy Lady Lyttleton, by whom Lord Lyttle- ton had one son and two daughters, and with whom he passed about five years in the highest degree of connubial happiness, as we learn from Dr. Johnson, and from the lines of the poet. According to the epitaph in- ecribed upon her monument, she was Made to engage all hearts and charm all eyes ; Though meek, magnanimous; though witty, wise: Polite as she in courts had ever been, Yet good as she the world had never seen ; The noble fire of an exalted mind, With gentle female tenderness combined. Her speech was the melodious voice of love, Her song the warbling of the vernal grove; Her eloquence was sweeter than her song, Soft as her heart, and as her reason strong: Her form each beauty of the mind expressed; Her mind was virtue by the Graces dressed. Having quoted the above, Mr. Hugh Miller remarks, that England in the eighteenth century saw few better men or better women than Lord Lyttleton and his lady ; and it docs seem a curious enough fact, that their only son, a boy of many hopes and many advantages, and who possessed quick parts and a vigorous intellect, should have proved, notwithstanding, one of the most flagitious personages of his age. The first Lord Lyttleton was not more conspicuous for his genius and his virtue?, than the second Lord Lyttleton for his talents and his vices. SPRING. 87 With soul to thine attuned. Then Nature all Wears to the lover's eye a look of love ; 935 And all the tumult of a guilty world, Toss'd by ungenerous passions, sinks away. The tender heart is animated peace ! And, as it pours its copious treasures forth In varied converse, softening every theme, 940 You, frequent pausing, turn, and from her eyes, Where meeken'd sense, and amiable grace, And lively sweetness dwell, enraptured, drink That nameless spirit of ethereal joy, Unutterable happiness ! which love 945 Alone bestows, and on a favor'd few. Meantime you gain the height, from whose fair brow 947-959. In 1,845, Hugh Miller, the distinguished Scotch geologist, made a visit at Hagley, and has recently published a full, scientific, and enter- taining account of that region. Those who may not be so fortunate as to have access to that account, will appreciate the beauty and appropriate- ness of the following extracts. They have the greater value in this place because they serve to illustrate the text, and to give us a few incidents in the life of Thomson : " Passing through part of the garden and a small but well-kept green- house, we emerged into the park, and began to ascend the hill by a narrow inartificial path that winds, in alternate sunshine and shadow, as the trees approach or recede through the rich moss of the lawn. Half way up the ascent, where the hill- side is indented by a deep irregular semicircular depression, open and grassy in the bottom and sides, but thickly garnished along the rim with nohle trees, there is a semi-octagonal temple, dedi- cated to the genius of Thomson, ' a sublime poet,' says the inscription, ' and a good man,' who greatly loved, when living, this hollow retreat. I looked with no little interest on the scenery that had satisfied so great a master of landscape, and thought, though it might be but fancy, that I succeeded in detecting the secret of his admiration; and that the speci- alities of his taste in the case rested, as they not unfrequently do in such cases, on a substratum of personal character. The green hill spread out its mossy "arms around, like the arms of a well-padded easy-chair of enor- mous proportions, imparting, from the complete seclusion and shelter which it affords, luxurious ideas of personal security and ease ; while the open part permits the eye to expatiate on an expansive and lovely landscape. We see the ground immediately in front occupied by an un 88 SPRING. The bursting prospect spreads immense around ; And, snatch'd o'er hill and dale, and wood and lawn, And verdant field, and darkening heath between, 950 And villages embosom'd soft in trees, And spiry towns by surging columns mark'd Of household smoke, your eye excursive roams ; Wide stretching from the Hall, in whose kind haunt The hospitable Genius lingers still, 955 To where the broken landscape, by degrees Ascending, roughens into rigid hills ; O'er which the Cambrian mountains, like far clouds, That skirt the blue horizon, dusky rise. even sea of tree-tops, chiefly oaks of noble size, that rise at various levels on the lower slopes of the park. The clear sunshine imparted to them this day exquisite variegations of fleecy light and shadow. They formed a billowy ocean of green, that seemed as if wrought in floss silk. Far beyond for the nearer fields of the level country are hidden by the oaks lies a blue labyrinth of hedge-rows, stuck over with trees, and so crowded together in the distance that they present, as has already been said, a forest-like appearance ; while, still further beyond, there stretches along the horizon a continuous purple screen, composed of the distant highlands of Cambria, Such is the landscape which Thomson loved." " As seen from his chosen recess, the blue of the distant hills seems melting into the blue of the sky ; or as he himself better describes the dim outline, ' The Cambrian mountains, like far clouds That skirt the blue horizon, dusky rise.' " I passed somewhat hurriedly through glens and glades over rising knolls and wooded slopes saw statues and obelisks, temples and hermit ages, and lingered awhile, ere I again descended to the lawn, on the top of an eminence which commands one of the richest prospects I had yet seen. The landscape from this point by far too fine to have escaped the eye of Thomson is described in the ' Seasons ;' and the hill which overlooks it, represented as terminating one of the walks of Lyttleton and his lady that Lucy Lady Lyttleton whose early death formed, but a few years after, the subject of the monody so well known and so much admired in the days of our great-grandmothers : ' The beauteous bride, To whose fair memory flowed the tenderest tear That ever trembled o'er the female bier. 1 " SPRING. 89 THE MISERIES OF WILD AND IRREGULAR PASSION. Flush'd by the spirit of the genial year, 960 Now from the virgin's cheek a fresher bloom Shoots, less and less, the live carnation round ; Her lips blush deeper sweets ; she breathes of youth ; The shining moisture swells into her eyes, In brighter flow ; her wishing bosom heaves 965 With palpitations wild ; kind tumults seize Her veins, and all her yielding soul is love. From the keen gaze her lover turns away, Full of the dear ecstatic power, and sick With sighing languishment. Ah then, ye fair, 970 Be greatly cautious of your sliding hearts. Dare not th' infectious sigh ; the pleading look, Downcast and low, in meek submission dress'd, < But full of guile. Let not the fervent tongue, i Prompt to deceive, with adulation smooth, 975 Gain on your purposed will. Nor in the bower, Where woodbines flaunt, and roses shed a couch, While Evening draws her crimson curtains round,' Trust your soft minutes with betraying man. And let th' aspiring youth beware of love, 980 Of the smooth glance beware ; for 'tis too late, When on his heart the torrent softness pours. Then wisdom prostrate lies, and fading fame Dissolves in air away ; while the fond soul, Wrapp'd in gay visions of unreal bliss, 985 Still paints th' illusive form ; the kindling grace ; j Th' enticing smile ; the modest-seeming eye, Beneath whose beauteous beams, belying heaven, Lurk searchless cunning, cruelty, and death. J 962. Less and less: The color of the "live carnation" becomes less in- tense the farther it proceeds from the centre of the cheek. 971. Sliding: Yielding liable to be drawn from a virtuous state. 90 SPJKIXG. And still, false warbling in his cheated ear, 990 Her siren voice, enchanting, draws him on To guileful shores and meads of fatal joy. E'en present, in the very lap of love Inglorious laid ; while music flows around, Perfumes, and oils, and wine, and wanton hours ; 995 Amid the roses, fierce Repentance rears Her snaky crest : a quick returning pang Shoots through the conscious heart, where honor still And great design, against th' oppressive load Of luxury, by fits, impatient heave. 1000 But absent, what fantastic woes, aroused, Rage in each thought, by restless musing fed, Chill the warm cheek, and blast the bloom of life ! Neglected fortune flies ; and, sliding swift, Prone into ruin, fall his scorn'd affairs. 1005 'Tis naught but gloom around : the darkened sun Loses his light ; the rosy-bosomed Spring To weeping fancy pines ; and yon bright arch, Contracted, bends into a dusky vault. All Nature fades extinct; and she alone, 1010 Heard, felt, and seen, possesses every thought, Fills every sense, and pants in every vein. Books are but formal dulness, x tedious friends ; And sad amid the social band he sits, 991. Siren: Fascinating and dangerous; the term being derived from the classical fable of the Sirens, two maidens who dwelt upon an island, and when vessels passed took their position in a mead close to the sea- shore, and poured forth from their sweet voices such strains of melody as caused those sailing by to leave their vessels and, forgetting country and home, and every thing else, to remain until they perished with hunger. 993. E'en present: Even when he is present with the object of his passionate regard and indulging his loose desires, his pleasures are dis- turbed by the beginnings of Remorse. Even " amid the roses, fierce Repen- tance rears her snaky crest." The next paragraph portrays the unhappy condition of the libertine when absent from the object of his guilty passion " the enchantress of his soul." SPRING. 91 Lonely, and inattentive. From his tongue 1015 Th' unfinished period falls ; while, borne away On swelling thought, his wafted spirit flies To the vain bosom of his distant fair ; And leaves the semblance of a lover, fix'd | In melancholy site, with head declined, 1020 And love- dejected eyes. Sudden he starts, Shook from his tender trance, and restless runs To glimmering shades and sympathetic glooms ; (3** Where the dun umbrage o'er the falling stream, Romantic, hangs. There through the pensive dusk 1025 Strays, in heart-thrilling meditation lost, Indulging all to love : or on the bank Thrown, amid drooping lilies, swells the breeze With sighs unceasing, and the brook with tears. Thus in soft anguish, he consumes the day, ^s^ 1030 Nor quits his deep retirement, till the moon Peeps through the chambers of the fleecy east, Enlightened by degrees, and in her train Leads on the gentle Hours. Then forth he walks, Beneath the trembling languish of her beam, 1035 With softened soul, and woos the bird of eve To mingle woes with his ; or, while the world \ And all the sons of Care lie hush'd in sleep, Associates with the midnight shadows drear ; And, sighing to the lonely taper, pours 1040 His idly-tortured heart into the page, Meant for the moving messenger of love ; Where rapture burns on rapture, every line With rising frenzy fired. But if on bed Delirious flung, sleep from his pillow flies ;>^ 1045 All night he tosses, nor the balmy power In any posture finds ; till the gray morn Lifts her pale lustre on the paler wretch, | \ Exanimate by love ; and then perhaps 92 SPRING. Exhausted Nature sinks a while to rest, 1050 Still interrupted by distracted dreams, That o'er the sick imagination rise, And in black colors paint the mimic scene. Oft with th' enchantress of his soul he talks ; Sometimes in crowds distressed ; or, if retired 1055 To secret winding, flower- enwoven bowers, Far from the dull impertinence of man, Just as he, credulous, his endless cares Begins to lose in blind oblivious love, Snatch'd from her yielded hand, he knows not how, 1060 Through forests huge, and long untravell'd heaths With desolation brown, he wanders waste, In night and tempest wrapped ; or shrinks aghast, Back, from the bending precipice ; or wades The turbid stream below, and strives to reach 1065 The further shore ; where succorless and sad, She with extended arms his aid implores ; But strives in vain. Borne by th' outrageous flood To distance down, he rides the ridgy wave, Or, whelm'd beneath the boiling eddy, sinks. 1070 THE TORTURES OF JEALOUSY. These are the charming agonies of love, Whose misery delights. But through the heart, Should jealousy its venom once diffuse, 'Tis then delightful misery no more, But agony unmix' d, incessant gall, 10 75 Corroding every thought, and blasting all Love's paradise. Ye fairy prospects, then, Ye beds of roses, and ye bowers of joy, Farewell ! ye gleamings of departed peace, Shine out your last! the yellow-tinging plague 1080 Internal vision taints, and in a night SPRING. 93 Of livid gloom imagination wraps. Ah ! then, instead of love-enliven'd cheeks, Of sunny features, and of ardent eyes, With flowing rapture bright, dark looks succeed, 1085 Suffused and glaring with un tender fire, A clouded aspect, and a burning cheek, Where the whole poison'd soul, malignant, sitsj And frightens love away. Ten thousand fears 1 Invented wild, ten thousand frantic views 1090 Of horrid rivals, hanging on the charms For which he melts in fondness, eat him up With fervent anguish and consuming rage. In vain reproaches lend their idle aid, Deceitful pride, and resolution frail, 1095 Giving false peace a moment. Fancy pours, Afresh, her beauties on his busy thought, Her first endearments twining round the soul, With all the witchcraft of ensnaring love. Straight the fierce storm involves his mind anew, 1100 Flames through the nerves, and boils along the veins ; -^IH While anxious doubt distracts the tortured heart ; For e'en the sad assurance of his fears Were ease to what he feels. Thus the warm youth, Whom love deludes into his thorny wilds, 1105 Through flowery-tempting paths, or leads a life Of fever'd rapture or of cruel care ; His brightest flames extinguish'd all, and all His lively moments running down to waste. THE JOYS OF VIRTUOUS AND WEDDED LOVE. But happy they ! the happiest of their kind ! 1110 Whom gentler stars unite, and in one fate 1106. Or: Either. 1111. Gentler stars unite : The expression will be understood when it 94: SPRING. Their hearts, their fortunes, and their beings blend. "Tis not the coarser tie of human laws, Unnatural oft and foreign to the mind, That binds their peace, but harmony itself, 1115 Attuning all their passions into love ; (Where friendship full exerts her softest power, Perfect esteem enliven'd by desire Ineffable, and sympathy of soul ; Thought meeting thought, and will preventing will, 1120 With boundless confidence : for naught but love Can answer love, and render bliss secure. Let him, ungenerous, who, alone intent To bless himself, from sordid parents buys The loathing virgin, in eternal care, 1125 Well merited, consume his nights and days. Let barbarous nations, whose inhuman love Is wild desire, fierce as the suns they feel ; Let eastern tyrants from the light of heaven, Seclude their bosom-slaves, meanly possessed 1130 Of a mere lifeless, violated form ; While those, whom love cements in holy faith, And equal transport, free as Nature live, Disdaining fear. W T hat is the world to them, Its pomp, its pleasure, and its nonsense all, 1135 Who in each other clasp whatever fair High Fancy forms, and lavish hearts can wish ; Something than beauty dearer, should they look is regarded as borrowed from the now exploded doctrine of Astrology, which affirms that the course of human life is affected and determined by the relative position of the stars, the sun, and planets, at one's birth, or at any other critical period of life. Hence, poetically, the gentler stars those which exert a benignant influence, are here described as bringing about a happy union. 1120. Preventing : Going before, anticipating the wish of the one party being not only met, but even anticipated, by the corresponding vo- lition of the other party. SPRING. 95 /fdfefc v-X~f-tst 1150 Or on the mind, or mind-illumined face ; / Truth, goodness, honor, harmony, and love, i!40 The richest bounty of indulgent Heaven. Meantime a smiling offspring rises round, And mingles both their graces. By degrees, The human blossom blows ; and every day, Soft as it rolls along, shows some new charm, I 1145 The father's lustre, and the mother's bloom. Then infant reason grows apace, and calls For the kind hand of an assiduous care. Delightful task ! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot, To pour the fresh instruction o'er the mind, To breathe th' enlivening spirit, and to fix The generous purpose in the glowing breast. Oh, speak the joy ! ye, whom the sudden tear Surprises often, while you look around, And nothing strikes your eye but sights of bli& .. - &-- J~ . o. ^ All various Nature pressing on the heart. JAn elegant sufficiency, content, ^Retirement, rural quiet, friendship, books, I Ease and alternate labor, useful life, Progressive virtue, and approving Heaven ; | These are the matchless joys of virtuous love. I And thus their moments fly. The Seasons thus, l As ceaseless round a jarring world they roll, Still find them happy; and consenting SPRING 1165 Sheds her own rosy garland on their heads : Till evening comes at last, serene and mild ; When after the long vernal day of life, 1155 1160 1149-1163. These beautiful lines give us Thomson's conception ot tho elements of a happy life, some of which he was debarred from realizing in his own experience by certain reasons which induced him to remain a bachelor. The educational process is described with great felicity 96 SPRING. Enamored more, as more remembrance swells, With many a proof of recollected love, 1170 ^Together down they sink in social sleep ; (Together freed, their gentle spirits fly To scenes where love and bliss immortal reign. SUMMER. INTEODUCTOEY EEMAEKS. THE period of Summer is marked by fewer and less striking changes than Spring in the face of Nature. A soft and pleas- ing languor, interrupted only by the gradual progression of the vegetable and animal tribes towards their state of maturity, forms the leading character of this season. The active fermentation of the juices, which the first access of genial warmth had ex- cited, now subsides ; and the increasing heats rather inspire faintness and inaction than lively exertions. The insect races alone seem animated with peculiar vigor under the more direct influence of the sun ; and are therefore with equal truth and advantage introduced by the poet to enliven the silent and drooping scenes presented by the other forms of animal nature. As this source, however, together with whatever else our sum- mers afford, is insufficient to furnish novelty and business enough for this act of the drama of the year, the poet judiciously opens a new field, profusely fertile in objects suited to the glowing col- ors of descriptive poetry. By an easy and natural transition he quits the chastised summer of the temperate clime of Britain for those regions where a perpetual Summer reigns, exalted by such superior degrees of solar heat as give an entirely new face to almost every part of nature. The terrific grandeur prevalent in some of these, the exquisite richness and beauty in others, and the novelty in all, afford such a happy variety for the poet's selection, that we need not wonder if some of his noblest pieces are the product of this delightful excursion. 5 100 SUMMER INTRODUCTORY REMARKS. He returns, however, with apparent satisfaction, to take a last survey of the softer summer of the island of Britain ; and, after closing the prospect of terrestrial beauties, artfully shifts the scene to celestial splendors, which, though perhaps not more striking in this season than in some of the others, are now alone agreeable objects of contemplation in a northern climate. AIKIN. Summer is the manhood of the year. Its powers are devel- oped ; its vigor is fresh ; its plans are matured : it is in the full flush of beauty, and buoyant with the joy and bustle of exist- ence. Turn where we will, there are proofs of operations begun and in progress, which indicate design, wisdom, and activity ; of an infancy and youth spent in preparation, and ending in settled purposes reduced to practice, and useful employments industriously prosecuted. Such is the general character of this season ; and when we take a more accurate survey of particu- lars, a thousand delightful illustrations occur, all leading us to the same sublime conclusion, that the natural operations which are silently proceeding around us, are the work of a present Deity, and a reflection of his attributes. In the sacred poetry of the Hebrews (particularly in the hundred and fourth Psalm), we meet with many solemn and beautiful views, which show how much alive the inspired writers were to such impressions. There is a pleasure peculiar to Spring in the contemplation of Nature rising, as it were, from the tomb, and bursting into life, and light, and joy ; but that which belongs to Summer is not less intense, although of a different kind. The delight of this season arises from the view of the full development or suc- cessful progress of the powers and processes which in Spring began to operate. The plants which had just pierced the earth in the commencement of that season have now shot forth their stalks, and expanded their blades, and opened their beautiful flowers to the sun ; the trees rejoice in their leafy pride ; the fields luxuriate in the abundance of their vegetable stores ; and 8UMMEK INTKODFGTC'KY ^E^LM^-S. 101 animated Nature is instinct with life and enjoyment. The whole scene is full of delight ; but it is only when it is associated with religious feelings, and when it raises the mind to a Father Being, who called all this loveliness into existence, and whose unseen presence and mysterious energies cheer and bless the world He has made, that it can be enjoyed with its highest and most ap- propriate relish. 'It is this pious sentiment which gives such sublime beauty to the " Hymn on the Seasons" (at the close of this volume) ; and perhaps there is no part of that hymn which more successfully expresses the tenderness and devout admiration of a rightly constituted mind, in contemplating the wonders of Nature, than that which refers to Summer. DUNCAN. THE AEGUMENT. The subject proposed. Invocation. Address to Mr. Doddington. An introductory reflection on the motion of the heavenly bodies ; whence the succession of the sea- sons. As the face of Nature in this season is almost uniform, the progress of the poem is a description of a summer's day. The dawn. Sun-rising. Hymn to the sun. Forenoon. Summer insects described. Hay-making. Sheep-shearing. Noon- day. A woodland retreat. Group of herds and flocks. Ajsolemn grovgj^how. it affects a contemplative mind. A cataract, and rude scene. View of Summer in tho tojSid^neT :::: Storrn of thuncfer and lightning. A tale. The storm over, a serene afternoon. Bathing. Hour of walking. Transition to the prospect of a rich, well-cul- tivated country; which introduces a panegyric on Great Britain. Sunset Evening. Night Summer meteors. A comet The whole concluding with the praise of phi- losophy. FROM brightening fields of ether fair disclosed, Child of the Sun, refulgent SUMMER comes, ! In pride of youth, and felt through Nature's depth.; He comes attended by the sultry Hours, And ever-fanning Breezes, on his way ; While, from his ardent look, the turning Spring Averts, her blushful face, and earth and skies, All smiling, to his hot dominion leaves. 1-8. Who can fail to admire the beautiful personification of Summer in these lines, so far superior to the personification of Spring at the com- mencement of the poem ? Most appropriately is Summer described as the " child of the Sun," and as coming " from brightening fields of ether" (used by Thomson in the ^sense of atmosphere) : since, as a season, it owes its distinguishing features to the advancing light and heat of the 104 SUMMER. Hence, let me haste into the midwood shade, . Where scarce a sunbeam wanders through the gloom ; 10 And, on the dark-green grass, beside the brink I Of haunted stream that by the roots of oak Rolls o'er the rocky channel, lie at large, And sing the glories of the circling year. Come, Inspiration ! from thy hermit-seat, 15 / By mortal seldom found : may fancy dare, sun. It is also characterized as being " in the pride of youth," the dif- ferent seasons beginning with Spring, bearing a close and striking anal- ogy, in their order, to the four grand periods of human life. His at- tendants are the sultry Hours and ever-fanning Breezes ; while Spring modestly turns away her face from his ardent look, and resigns the earth and skies to his " hot dominion." 6-8. If Winter, according to the poet, mingles at first so much with Spring as to render it doubtful if the reign of the latter be commenced " so that scarce The bittern knows his time, with bill ingulf d, To shake the sounding marsh ; or, from the shore, The plovers when to scatter o'er the heath, And sing their wild-notes to the listening waste" so it must be difficult to say when Spring ceases, and Summer comes ; but the figurative Thomson reads this at once in the averted and blush- ing face of the virgin Spring, who modestly retires and makes way for her ardent successor. This is a remark of Allan Cunningham, but is not strictly applicable to the text, though Thomson, for the sake of consistency and nature, should have made his text conformable to it by impersonating Spring as a female. ' Prof. Wilson playfully alludes to the matter in these terms : " The poet, having made Summer masculine, makes Spring so too, which we cannot help thinking a flaw in this jewel of a picture. Ladies alone should avert their blushful faces from the ardent looks of gentlemen. Spring, in the character of * ethereal Mildness,' was unquestionably a female, but here she is ' unsexed from the crown to the toe.' For Spring to avert his blushful face from the ardent looks of Summer, has on us the effect of making both seasons seem simpletons." 12. Haunted stream: Stream frequented by fairies, ghosts, and other imaginary beings that fancy and superstition have begotten. 15. Inspiration: An imaginary divinity, to whom, with the license of a poet, he looks for poetic spirit, invention, and skill in the construction of his verse. It is more common, for such a purpose, to address tho Muse ; and to her, indeed, the author refers in the twenty-first line. SUMMER. 105 From thy fix'd, serious eye, and raptured glance Shot on surrounding heaven, to steal one look Creative of the Poet, every power Exalting to an ecstasy of soul. And thou, my youthful Muse's early friend, In whom the human graces all unite : Pure light of mind, and tenderness of heart ; Genius, and wisdom ; the gay social sense, By decency chastised ; goodness and wit, In seldom-meeting harmony combined ; Unblemish'd honor, and an active zeal For Britain's glory, liberty, and man ; Doddington ! attend my rural song, Stoop to my theme, inspirit every line, And teach me to deserve thy just applause. With what an awful world-revolving power, \ Were first th' unwieldy planets launch'd - 1 I Th' illimitable void ! thus to remain, Amid the flux of many thousand years, That oft has swept the toiling race of men And all their labor'd monuments away ; Firm, unremitting, matchless, in their course ; To the kind-temper'd change of night and day, And of the seasons ever stealing round, J Minutely faithful. Such th' All-perfect Hand, < That poised, impels, and rules the steady whole 20 25 Ji*s^** 30 35 40 U rv ^J 29. Doddington : The character and standing of this gentleman are fully drawn in the above lines, and also, perhaps with considerable ex- aggeration, in the Dedication originally prefixed to this part of the poem. It is to be conceded that Thomson, for the sake of needed pat- ronage, condescended to imitate the then common but undignified prac- tice of sending forth a poem under the auspices of a highly compliment- ary and flattering dedication. Hazlitt tells us, however, that Thomson on his death-bed expressed a wish that this dedication had been ex punged. 41. Minutely faithful : Among the wonders of Astronomy, and of 106 SUMMER. When now no more th' alternate Twins are fired, And Cancer reddens with the solar blaze, Short is the doubtful empire of the night : 45 .And soon, observant, of approaching day, THE CHARMS OF EARLY MORN. jr. ^/ )The meek-eyed Morn appears, mother of dews, /\| At first faint gleaming in the dappled east ; Divine Power and Wisdom, is the fact here noted, that notwithstanding the magnificence of the scale on which the celestial bodies move the vast spaces in which they perform their revolutions there is yet such wonderful exactness and order, that their positions at any assigned period can be unerringly calculated. Thomson particularly refers to the wise arrangement for securing the alternation of day and night (by the diurnal motion of the earth), and for securing the change of seasons (by its annual motion). The calculation of the eclipses of the sun and moon, and of Jupiter's satellites, that may be made for years and ages in ad- vance, and the times of which shall be exactly verified by the event, prove the matchless order that prevails amid the apparent irregularities and complexities of the Solar System. 43. Alternate Twins : Gemini, that constellation of the Zodiac which the sun appears to enter about the 21st of May. It is distinguished by two bright stars called Castor and Pollux, whence the constellation re- ceived its name. The epithet alternate is not descriptive of these stars, but merely allusive to the classical fable of the twin-brothers whose names are given to these stars and to the constellation in which they are found. Castor having been slain, Pollux bewailed his loss. Having in prayer spread out his griefs before Jupiter, the choice was proposed to him of being himself elevated to Olympus and sharing with Mars and Minerva the pleasures of the gods constantly, or of dividing them with his deceased brother Castor and Pollux spending day and day alter- nately in heaven and beneath the earth. Pollux chose the latter arrange- ment, and thus generously resigned to his brother the enjoyment of heaven every alternate day. 44. Cancer (the Crab) : That constellation which the Sun appears to enter about the 21st of June, when the nights are shortest, and when it is of doubtful propriety to speak of the "empire" of the night at all In the high latitude of Britain, the evening twilight extends to so late an hour in* the night, and the morning twilight commences at so early an hour in the morning, that not more, perhaps, than three hours can be de- nominated night SUMMER. 107 \ Till far o'er ether spreads the widening glow, I And, from before the lustre of her face, 50 / White break the clouds away. With quicken'd step, Brown Night retires ; young Day pours in apace, And opens all the lawny prospect wide. The dripping rock, the mountain's misty top, Swell on the sight, and brighten with the daAvn. 55 Blue, through the dusk, the smoking currents shine, And from the bladed field the fearful hare Limps, awkward ; while along the forest glade, The wild deer trip, and often turning, gaze At early passenger. Music awakes 60 The native voice of undissembled joy ; And thick around the woodland, hymns arise. Roused by the cock, the soon- clad shepherd leaves s His mossy cottage, where with peace he dwells ; And from the crowded fold, in order, drives 65 His flock, to taste the verdure of the morn. Falsely luxurious ! will not man awake, 47. A most beautiful line ! The meek-eyed Morn is called the mother of dews because the Dews are most copious in the earliest hours of morn in the morning twilight. 51-66. Amid the landscape glow of this season, there are many pic- tures of individual loveliness which stand distinct and alone : that of the morning is as true as it is clear. C. 52. Brown Night : The fitness of this epithet, instead of black, will be discovered by reference to note on 44. The personification of Night and Day gives to the description great vivacity and beauty. 67-80. Falsely luxurious, (fee. : The appeal to the indolent expressed in these lines is an eloquent and just one, but generally, alas ! unheeded by those whose business does not require them to leave the bed at so early an hour. The poet, if report be true, did not sufficiently feel the force of it to act upon it, but was a " falsely luxurious man." u Never before or since" (Hugh Miller remarks) " was there a man of genius wrought out of such mild and sluggish elements as the bard of the * Seasons: A listless man was James Thomson ; kindly-hearted ; much loved by all his friends; little given to think of himself; 'more fat than "Jwee^L beseems.' And to Hagley he used to come, as Shenstone 108 SUMMER. And, springing from the bed of sloth, enjoy The cool, the fragrant, and the silent hour, To meditation due and sacred song ? ?0 For is there aught in sleep can charm the wise To lie in dead oblivion, losing half The fleeting moments of too short a life ? (Total extinction of th' enlightened soul !) Or else, to feverish vanity alive, 75 Wilder'd, and tossing through distemper'd dreams ? Who would in such a gloomy state remain Longer than Nature craves ; when every Muse And every blooming pleasure wait without, To bless the wildly devious morning walk ? 80 THE POWERFUL KING OF DAY. But yonder comes the powerful King of day, Rejoicing in the east. The lessening cloud, The kindling azure, and the mountain's brow Illumed with fluid gold, his near approach Betoken glad. Lo ! now, apparent all, 85 Aslant the dew-bright earth, and color'd air, He looks in boundless majesty abroad ; tells us, in a hired chaise, drawn by two horses ranged lengthwise, to lie a-bed till long past raid-day, because he had 'no motive' to rise ; and to browse in the gardens on the sunny side of the peaches, with his hands stuck in his pockets." Let not this account of the author detract, how- ever, from the legitimate influence of his admirable appeal in behalf of early -rising ; and let it be remembered that no corporeal habit should be more earnestly and deservedly recommended to be formed in early life. Biography teems with examples of the great achievements wrought in art, science, literature, and religion in consequence of the formation of this habit. Life is too short to waste any of it beyond what Nature craves, " in dead oblivion." 78. Every Muse : The idea is, that an early walk will afford to the poet some happy images and thoughts will give an impulse to compose in lofty verse. .-. 09 v*u***~3 And sheds the shining day, that burnish'd plays On rocks, and hills, and towers, and wandering streams) High gleaming from afar. Prime cheerer, Light ! 1 90 Of all material beings first and best ! Efflux divine ! Nature's resplendent robe ! Without whose vesting beauty all were wrapp'd In unessential gloom ! and thou, Sun ! Soul of surrounding worlds ! in whom best seen 95 Shines out thy Maker ! may I sing of thee ? 'Tis by thy secret, strong, attractive force, As with a chain indissoluble bound, Thy system rolls entire ; from the far bourne Of utmost Saturn, wheeling wide his round 100 92. Efflux divine: Or, as Milton more fully denominates it, "bright effluence of bright essence increate." The entire description of the blind bard may with great advantage to the reader be here subjoined : Hail, holy Light ! offspring of heaven first-born, Or of th' Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee, unblamed ? Since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence iucreate. Or nearest thou rather pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell ? Before the sun, Before the heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, "Won from the void and formless infinre. Par. Lost, Bk. III. 100. Utmost Saturn : When this poem was written (1727), no planet more remote than Saturn had been discovered. Herschel and Neptune have since been brought to view, wheeling their vastly more magnificent rounds. While the revolution of Saturn requires 10,759 days, that of Herschel embraces 30,759, and Neptune occupies 60,128. Each of these two latter planets has a diameter of 35,000 English miles ; that of Saturn being 79,000. The mean distances from the sun at which these planets describe their enormous orbits may be profitably adduced, to give us more just conceptions " of the strong, attractive force" of the sun. Sat- urn revolves at the distance of 900,000,000 miles ; Herschel, 1,800,000,000 ; Neptune, 2,850,000,000. How appropriately does the poet denominate the Sun the powerful King of day, drawing those stupendous bodies, amf 110 SUMMER. Of thirty years, to Mercury, whoso disR Can scarce be caught by philosophic eye, Lost in the near effulgence of thy blaze. Informer of the planetary train ! Without whose quickening glance their cumbrous orbs 105 Were brute, unlovely mass, inert and dead, And not, as now, the green abodes of life ! How many forms of being wait on thee, Inhaling spirit, from th' unfettered mind, By thee sublimed, down to the daily race, 110 The mixing myriads of thy setting beam ! The vegetable world is also thine, O ' Parent of Seasons ! which the pomp precede, That waits thy throne, as through thy vast domain, Annual, along the bright ecliptic road, 115 In world-rejoicing state, it moves sublime. Meantime th' expecting nations, circled gay With all the various tribes of foodful earth, Implore thy bounty, or send grateful up A common hymn ; while, round the beaming car, t 120 High seen, the Seasons lead, in sprightly dance, preventing them, by his attractive force, from abandoning, in their rapid course, the comprehensive curves assigned them ! 104. Informer, &c. : The meaning of this term as used here, and by poets generally, is that of animating principle, proximate source of life or the instrument by which vitality is communicated to the planetary worlds, or by which they are made " the green abodes of life." The same idea has been given above in the expression, " Soul of surrounding worlds," and is illustrated at length in this and several succeeding para- graphs. 113-129. Parent of Seasons : The apparent march of the sun in the ecliptic gives us our seasons. It is here represented as a triumphal pro- cession. The Sun is making an annual tour in his beaming car, as a royal benefactor, with great pomp and majesty. Above and around, the Sea- sons are leading, in sprightly dance and harmonious union, the rosy-fin- gered Hours, the Zephyrs, the Rains, the Dews, and the milder Storms. The passage owes its great beauty to the skilful use of the figure of Personification, applied to the Sun, the Seasons, the Hours, -- Ere the soft fearful people to the flood Commit their woolly sides. And oft the swain, On some impatient seizing, hurls them in. 380 Embolden'd then, nor hesitating more, Fast, fast they plunge amid the flashing wave, And, panting, labor to the farther shore. Repeated this, till deep the well-wash'd fleece Has drunk the flood, and from his lively haunt 885 The trout is banish'd by the sordid stream. Heavy and dripping, to the breezy brow " Slow move thejiarmless race ; wheYe, as they spread Their swelling treasures to the sunny ray, Inly disturb'd and wondering what this wild 390 > 'Outrageous tumult means, their loud complaints The country fill ; and, toss'd from rock to rock, Incessant bleatings run around the hills. At last, of snowy white, the gather'd ilocks Are in the wattled_pen^innumerous press'd 395 Head above head : and ranged in kisty rows, The shepherds sit, and whet the sounding shears. > - The housewife waits to roll her fleecy stores, With all her gay-dress'd maids attending round. \i One, chief, in gracious dignity enthroned, 400 / I Shines o'er the rest, the pastoral queen, and rays / Her smiles, sweet beaming on her shepherd king ; While the glad circle round them yield their souls To festive mirth, and wit that knows no gall. \ Meantime, their joyous task goes on apace : 405 405-22. That the author had a fine taste and accurate eye for painting, may be gathered from groupings and descriptions without end ; for his " Seasons" are a great gallery of all manner of pictures scriptural, his- torical, and domestic. He is a rural and landscape painter of the noblest SUMMER, vrr o* Some mingling stir the melted tar, art^' 1 ^)^,! *'.'' Deep on the new-shorn vagrant's heaV To stamp the master's cipher ready ^Others th' unwilling wether drag along ; jAnd, glorying in his might, the sturdy boy 410 jHolds by the twisted horns th' indignant ram. Behold where bound, and of its robe bereft, : By needy man, that all-depending lord, How meek, how patient, the mild creature lies! iWhat softness in its melancholy face, 415 \Vhat dumb complaining innocence appears ! Fear not, ye gentle tribes ; 'tis not the knife Of horrid slaughter that is o'er you waved ; No, 'tis the tender swain's well-guided shears, Who having now, to pay his annual care, 420 Borrow'd your fleece, to you a cumbrous load, Will send you bounding to your hills again. A simple scene! yet 'hence, Britannia sees \f Her solid grandeur rise : hence, she commands / Th' exalted stores of every brighter clime, 425 The treasures of the sun without his rage : Hence, fervent all, with culture, toil, and arts, Wide glows her land : her dreadful thunder, hence, Rides o'er the waves sublime, and now, e'en now, kind. His sheep-shearing was seen through no other eyes save his own. The sweet humanity with which this scene closes is in the same sym- pathizing mood witli those lines which paint, first, the mariner ship- wrecked and alone on the burning coast of savage Africa (939-50), and the caravan of Mecca caught by the simoom in the sandy desert (961-79) the close of the latter is one of the most touching passages in poetry. C. 40-8. Cipher: Mark of property generally the initials of the master's name, 423. Britannia : The Latin name for Britain. The Romans invaded it in the time of Julius Ccesar, and retained possession of a part of it until the fifth century. 428. Thunder : That of the cannon of her navy : by a figure of speech here put for the navy. 6 122 SUMMER. Impending hangs o'er Gallia's humbled coast ; 480 Hence rules the circling deep, and awes the world. NOON-DAY. 'Tis raging noon ; and, vertical, the sun Darts on the head direct his forceful rays. O'er heaven and earth, far as the ranging eye Can sweep, a dazzling deluge reigns, and all, 435 From pole to pole, is undistinguish'd blaze. In vain the sight, dejected, to the ground Stoops for relief; thence hoijis^er^^g'steams And keen reflection pain. Deep to -the root Of vegetatioiTpaifcliM," the cleaving fields 440 And slippery lawn, an arid hue disclose, Blast fancy's bloom, and wither e'en the soul. Echo no more returns the cheerful sound 5> Of sharpening scythe : the mower sinking, heaps O'er him the humid hay, with flowers perfumed; ^^ 445 And scarce a chirping grasshopper is heard > Through the dumb mead. Distressful Nature pants : The very streams look languid from afar ; Or, through the unshelter'd glade, impatient, seem To hurl into the covert of the grove. 450 All -conquering Heat, oh, intermit thy wrath ! And on my throbbing temples potent thus Beam not so fierce ! Incessant still you flow, And still another fervent flood succeeds, Pour'd on the head profuse. In vain I sigh, 455 And restless turn, and look around for night : Night is far off; and hotter hours approach. Thrice happy he ! who on the sunless side 430. Gallia : The Latin name for France, which Julius Caesar also in- vaded, and subjected to the Roman sway. 439. Reflection : That is, of the sun's rays. SUMMER. . 123 Of a romantic mountain, forest- crown'd, Beneath the whole collected shade reclines : 460 Or in the gelid caverns, woodbine- wrought, And fresh bedew'd with ever-spouting streams, Sits coolly calm ; while all the world without, I Unsatisfied, and sick, tosses "in noon : Emblem instructive of the virtuous man, 465 Who keeps his temper'd mind serene and pure, ] f" And every passion aptly harmonized, Amid a jarring world with vice inflamed. A WOODLAND SCENE. Welcome, ye shades ! ye bowery thickets, hail ! c Ye lofty pines ! ye venerable oaks ! 470 Ye ashes wild, resounding o'er the steep ! Delicious is your shelter to the soul, As to the hunted hart the sallying spring, Or stream full flowing, that his swelling sides Laves, as he floats along the herbaged brink. 475 Cool, through the nerves, your pleasing comfort glides : The heart beats glad ; the fresh-expanded eye And ear resume their watch ; the sinews knit ; And life shoots swift through all the lighten'd limbs. Around th' adjoining brook, that purls along 480 The vocal grove, now fretting o'er a rock, Now scarcely moving through a reedy pool, Now starting to a sudden stream, and now Gently diffused into a limpid plain ; A various group the herds and flocks compose, 485 Rural confusion ! On the grassy bank Some ruminating lie ; while others stand Half in the flood, and often bending sip The circling surface. In the middle droops : : The strong, laborious ox ? of honest front, 490 124: SUMMER. "Which incomposed he shakes ; and from his sides The troublous insects lashes with his tail, Returning still. Amid his subjects safe, Slumbers the monarch swain ; his careless arm Thrown round his head, on downy moss sustain'd ; 495 Here laid his scrip, with wholesome viands fill'd ; There, listening every noise, his watchful dog. Light fly his slumbers, if perchance a flight Of angry gadflies fasten on the herd ; That startling scatter from the shallow brook, 500 In search of lavish stream. Tossing the foam, They scorn the keeper's voice, and scour the plain, Through all the bright severity of noon ; While, from their laboring breasts, a hollow moan, /? Proceeding, runs low bellowing round the hills. 505 Oft in this season too, the horse provoked, While his big sinews full of spirits swell, Trembling with vigor, in the heat of blood, Springs the high fence ; and, o'er the field effused, Darts on the gloomy flood, with steadfast eye, 510 And heart estranged to fear. His nervous chest, Luxuriant and erect, the seat of streno-th, o ' Bears down th' opposing stream. Quenchless his thirst, He takes the river at redoubled draughts ; And with wide nostril, snorting, skims the wave. 515 Still let me pierce into the midnight depth Of yonder grove, of wildest, largest growth, That, forming high in air a woodland choir, Nods o'er the mount beneath. At every step, Solemn and slow, the shadows blacker fall, 520 And all is awful, listening gloom around ! / 1 The.se are the haunts of Meditation ; these >. . '' The scenes where ancient bards th' inspiring breath, 491. Incomposed: Disturbed. SUMMER. 125 Ecstatic, felt ; and, from this world retired, Conversed with angels and immortal forms, 525 On gracious errands bent : to save the fall Of virtue struggling on the brink of vice ; In waking whispers, and repeated dreams, To hint pure thought, and warn the favor'd soul For future trials fated to prepare ; 530 To prompt the poet, who devoted gives His muse to better themes ; to soothe the pangs Of dying worth, and from the patriot's breast (Backward to mingle in detested war, But foremost when engaged) to turn the death ; 535 And numberless such offices of love, Daily and nightly, zealous to perform. Shook sudden from the bosom of the sky, A thousand shapes or glide athwart the dusKJs Or stalk majestic on. Deep roused, I feel 540 A sacred terror, a severe delight ^ l^eeplhTOUgli my mortal frame ; and thus, merhinks, I A voice, than human more, th' abstracted ear I Of fancy strikes : " Be not of us afraid, Poor kindred man ! Thy fellow-creatures, we 545 From the same Parent Power our being* drew ; o The same our Lord and laws and great pursuit. Once, some of us, like thee, through stormy life, 523. Ancient bards : Inspired Hebrew bards. To no others is the lan- guage that follows appropriate. Thomson assigns to angelic beings, visit- ing our earth, a variety of offices that have fancy rather than Scripture or argument for their support. As a fancy sketch, the picture is beauti- ful : as a sketch of real life, there is a* lack of evidence in support of its correctness. 539. Shapes : That is, of departed spirits, whom the poet fancies to be present at this hour of noon, and to address him. He does not claim that he heard their voice with the ear of the body, but with the abstracted ear of fancy. The introduction of this passage gives novelty and variety to the narrative, turning our thoughts to the probable occupations of de- ceased friends, and leading us into, at least, a pleasant speculation. 126 SUMMER. "**- Toil'd, tempest-beaten, ere we could attain This holy calm, this harmony of mind, 550 Where purity and peace im mingle charms. Then fear not us ; but with responsive song, Amid these dim recesses, undisturb'd By noisy folly and discordant vice, Of Xature sing with us, and Nature's GOD. 555 Here frequent, at the visionary hour, When musing midnight reigns or silent noon, Angelic harps are in full concert heard, And voices chanting from the wood-crowned hill, The deepening dale, or inmost silvan glade : 580 A privilege bestow'd by us, alone, On Contemplation, or the hallow'd ear Of poet, swelling to seraphic strain." And art thou, Stanley, of that sacred band ? Alas, for us too soon ! Though raised above 565 The reach of human pain, above the flight 564. Stanley : Miss Elizabeth Stanley a young lady, well known to the author, who died at the age of eighteen in the year 173S. For her Thomson wrote a long and beautiful epitaph, which is included among his published poems. She was buried in Holyrood church, Southampton. The epitaph speaks of her as the pride and delight of her parents ; the joy, the consolation, and pattern of her friends ; a mistress not only of the English and French, but in a high degree of the Greek and Roman learn- ing, yet without vanity or pedantry. It may here be asked how Thomson, having published this poem in 1727, could commemorate the death of a voung lady which occurred more than ten years afterwards. The explanation is easy. In succes- sive editions the author, nearly up to the period of his death in 1748, was accustomed to make alterations, to add and to withdraw, as suited his improving taste or the progress of events. " These Poems" (the Sea- sons) " with which," says Dr. Samuel Johnson, " I was acquainted at their first appearance, I have since found altered and enlarged by subsequent revisals, as the author supposed his judgment to grow more exact, and as books Or conversation extended his knowledge, and opened his prospects They are, as I think, improved in general ; yet I know not whether they have not lost part of what Temple calls their * race ;' a word which, ap plied to wines in its primitive sense, means the flavor of the soil.'^ SUMMEK. 127 Of human joy ; yet, with a mingled ray Of sadly pleased remembrance, must thou feel A mother's love, a mother's tender woe ; Who seeks thee still in many a former scene ; 5*70 Seeks thy fair form, thy lovely beaming eyes, Thy pleasing converse, by gay lively sense Inspired ; where mortal wisdom mildly shone, Without the toil of art ; and virtue glow'd, In all her smiles, without forbidding pride. 575 But, thou best of parents ! wipe thy tears ; Or rather to Parental Nature pay The tears of grateful joy, who for a while Lent thee this younger self, this opening bloom Of thy enlighten'd mind and gentle worth. 580 Believe the Muse ; the wintry blast of death Kills not the buds of virtue ; no, they spread, Beneath the heavenly beam of brighter suns, Through endless ages, into higher powers. THE ROMANTIC WATER-FALL. Thus up the mount, in airy vision wrapp'd, / 585 I stray, regardless whither ; till the sound Of a near fall of water every sense Wakes from the charm of thought : swift shrinking back, I check my steps, and view the broken scene. Smooth to the shelving brink a copious flood 590 ilolls fair and placid ; where, collected all n one impetuous torrent, down the steep it thundering shoots, and shakes the country round. It first, an azure sheet, it rushes broad ; hen whitening by degrees, as prone it falls, 595 Ind from the loud-resounding rocks below )ash'd in a cloud of foam, it sends aloft hoary mist, and forms a ceaseless shower. 128 SUMMEK. *-Nor can the tortured wave here find repose : | But, raging still amid the shaggy rocks, 600 J Now flashes o'er the scatter'd fragments, now / Aslant the hollow channel rapid darts ; f And, falling fast from gradual slope to slope, With wild, infracted course and lessened roar, It gains a safer bed, and steals, at last, 605 Along the mazes of the quiet vale. Invited from the cliff, to whose dark brow He clings, the steep-ascending eagle soars, With upward pinions, through the flood of day ; And, giving full his bosom to the blaze, 610 Gains on the sun : while all the_tuneful race, ~~~* Smit by aiflictive noon, disorder'd droop, /- Deep in the thicket ; or, from bower to bower Responsive, force an interrupted strain. The stock-dove only through the forest coos, 615 [ Mournfully hoarse ; oft ceasing from his plaint, Short interval of weary woe ! Again 608. Steep-ascending eagle : To the eagle mankind have agreed (says Mrs. Ellis) in assigning a sort of regal character, from the majesty of his bearing, and the proud pre-eminence he maintains amongst the feathered tribe ; from the sublimity of his chosen home, far above the haunts of man and meaner animals, from the self-seclusion in which he holds him- self apart from the general association of living and familiar things, and from the beauty and splendor of his sagacious eye, which shrinks not from the dazzling glare of the sun itself. 615. The stock-dove : The wild pigeon of Europe, formerly supposed to be the stock whence originated the domestic pigeon, but now regarded as a distinct species. The writer last quoted gives an account of the dove so attractive that it is worthy of being inserted here. Above all other birds (she remarks) the dove is most intimately and familiarly associated with ideas of the quiet seclusion of rural life, and the enjoyment of peace and love. This simple bird, by no means remarkable for its sagacity, so soft in its coloring and graceful in its form, that we cannot behold it with- out being conscious of its perfect loveliness, is in some instances endowed with an extraordinary instinct, which adds greatly to its poetical interest. That species called the carrier-pigeon, has often been celebrated for the SUMMER. 129 The sad idea of his murder' d mate, ^ Struck from his side by savage fowler's guile, Across his fancy comes ; and then resounds 620 A louder song of sorrow through the grove. Beside the dewy border let me sit, All in the freshness of the humid air : There in that hollow'd rock, grotesque and wild, An ample chair moss-lined, and over head 625 By flowering umbrage shaded ; where the bee Strays diligent, and with th' extracted Of fragrant woodbine loads his little thigh. the bee i balm It high. I THE WONDERS OF THE TORRID ZONE. Now, while I taste the sweetness of the shade, While Nature lies around deep lull'd in noon, 630 Now come, bold Fancy, spread a daring flight, \ And view the wonders of the torrid zone ; faithfulness with which it pursues its mysterious way, but never more beautifully than in the following lines by Moore : The bird let loose in eastern skies, When hastening fondly home, Ne'er stoops to earth her wing, or flies Where idler wanderers roam ; But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Or shadow dims her way. But neither the wonderful instinct of this undeviating messenger, nor even the classical association of two white doves with the queen of love and beauty, are more powerful in awakening poetical ideas than the simple cooing of our own wood-pigeon, heard sometimes in the solem- nity of summer's noon, -when there is no other sound but the hum of the wandering bee, as he comes laden and rejoicing home, when the sun is alone in the heavens, and the cattle are sleeping in the shade, and not a single breath of air is whispering through the boughs, and the deep dark shadows of the ekn and the sycamore lie motionless upon the earth. 6* 130 STJMMEK. Climes unrelenting ! with whose rage compared, Yon blaze is feeble, and yon skies are cool. See, how at once the bright, effulgent Sun, 635 Rising direct, swift chases from the sky ^ The shodcliyed twilight ; and with ardent blaze, Looks gayly fierce through all the dazzling air. He mounts his throne ; but kind before him sends, Issuing from out the portals of the morn, 640 The general breeze, to mitigate his fire, And breathe refreshment on a fainting world. Great are the scenes, with dreadful beauty crown' d And barbarous wealth, that see, each circling year, Returning suns and double seasons pass ; 645 Rocks rich in gems, and mountains big with mines, That on the high equator ridgy rise, 641. The general breeze : That which blows constantly between the tropics from the east, or the collateral points, the northeast and the south- east, the cause of which is to be ascribed principally to the high compara- tive temperature of the torrid zone, combined with the rotation of the earth from west to east. The heated air at the surface ascending into the higher regions of the atmosphere, its place is supplied by the colder air rushing from the poles ; which, also becoming rarefied, ascends in its turn, and is carried in the upper regions towards the poles to supply the stream of the under current : these under polar currents moving in prog- ress towards the equator from the zones where the earth's motion is slower, to others where it is more rapid, acquire an apparent relative mo- tion in a westerly direction. The currents from the northern and south- ern hemispheres meeting near the equator, their meridional motions are there destroyed, jind they therefore advance together with the remain- ing motion from the eastward around the globe. The regularity of the trade-winds is disturbed in some places by local causes, and chiefly by the superior rarefaction of the air over land heated by the sun's rays. They extend further to the northward or southward according as the urn's declination is north or south ; and in some places they are period- ical, blowing half of the year in one direction, and the other half in the opposite one. B&ANDE'S CYCLOPEDIA. 645. Returning xu/ts, c. : In all climates between the tropics, the Bun, as he passes and repasses in his annual motion, is twice a year verti- cal, and thus produces the effect here described. SUMMER. 131 Whence many a bursting stream auriferous plays ; Majestic woods, of every vigorous green, Stage above stage, high waving o'er the hills ; 650 /Or, to the far horizon wide diffused, i A boundless deep immensity of shade. I Here, lofty trees, to ancient song unknown, The noble sons of potent heat and floods, Prone rushing from the clouds, rear high to heaven 655 Their thorny stems, and broad around them throw Meridian gloom. Here, in eternal prime, Unnumber'd fruits, of keen delicious taste And vital spirit, drink amid the cliffs, And burning sands, that bank the shrubby vales, 660 Redoubled day ; yet in their rugged coats A friendly juice to cool its rage, contain. Bear me, Pomona ! to thy citron groves ; To where the lenioa-and the piercing lime, With the deep orange, glowing through the green, 665 Their lighter glories blend. Lay me reclined Beneath the spreading tamarind, that shakes, Fann'd by the breeze, its fever- cooling fruit. Deep in the night the massy locust sheds, Quench my hot limbs ; or lead me through the maze] 670 Embowering endless, of the Indian fig ; 648. Aurifero-tts : Containing gold among its sands. 661. Ragged coats : those of the cocoanut are probably referred to. 663. Pomona : An imaginary goddess of fruits and flowers, worshipped in ancient* Rome. 667. Tamarind: The Indian date, that grows to a great height, and is crowned with wide-spreading branches. Its fruit has a grateful acid taste and is preserved in sugar; the pods in which it grows being first re- moved. 669. Night : After this, supply which. The sense will thus be made plain. 671. Indian fig : Ficus religiosa. The Banian-tree of India, celebrated for the great size and number of its trunks, its magnificent shade, and its adaptation to the comfort of animals and of mankind in tropical climates, 132 SUMMER. Or, thrown at gayer ease, on some fair brow, Let me behold, by breezy murmurs cool'd, Broad o'er my head the verdant cedar wave, And high palmettos lift their graceful shade. 675 Or, stretch'd amid these orchards of the sun, Give me to drain the cocoa's milky bowl, And from the palm to draw its freshening wine ! More bounteous far than all the frantic juice A single tree, in fact, constitutes a grove, furnishing most beautiful walks, vistas, and cool retreats in summer. The leaves are large, soft, and of a lively green. The fruit is a small fig, when ripe, of a bright scarlet color, affording sustenance to squirrels, monkeys, peacocks, and birds of various kinds which dwell among the branches. Milton supposes that it was this tree which furnished the leaves for the first garments of Adam and Eve : Such as at this day to Indians known In Malabar or Decan, spreads her arms Branching so broad and long, that in the ground The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow About the mother tree, a pillar' d shade High over-arched, and echoing walks between. The Hindoos almost pay it divine honors, considering its long duration, its outstretching arms, and its overshadowing beneficence as emblems of the Deity. The Brahmins spend much of their time in meditation under its delightful shade : they plant it near their temples or pagodas ; and in villages where these buildings have not been erected the Banian-tree is the scene of their idol worship. Under its far-reaching branches thousands of human beings, and of the inferior tribes that traverse the earth and the air, may find at one time ample accommodation and subsistence. Consult Dick's Christian Philosopher, chap. ii. 675. Palmettos: The palmetto is a species of the palm-tree, indigenous in the West Indies and in the southern part of the United States. 677. The cocoa-tree is devoted to a great variety of useful purposes. Boats and frames for houses are made of the trunk. The larger leaves, from ten to fifteen feet long and three feet broad, are used in thatching the houses of the Hindoo natives, and when split lengthwise serve as ma- terials for mats and baskets. The nut yields not only delicious food and drink, but a valuable oil. The branches, when cut, send forth a liquor called toddy, from which an intoxicating beverage is obtained by distilla- tion. The fibres enveloping the shell of the nut are sometimes spun and woven into sail-cloth, or twisted into a cable stronger than any that can be made of hemp. The leaves furnish food to the elephant, and the ashes, SUMMER. 133 Which Bacchus pours. Nor, on its slender twigs 680 Low bending, be the full pomegranate scorn'd ; Nor, creeping through the woods, the gelid race Of berries. Oft in humble station dwells Unboastful worth, above fastidious pomp. Witness, thou best Anana, thou the pride 685 Of vegetable life, beyond whate'er The poets imaged in the golden age : Quick let me strip thee of thy tufty coat, Spread thy ambrosial stores and feast with Jove ! From these the prospect varies. Plains immense 690 Lie stretch'd below, interminable meads, And vast savannahs ; where the wandering eye, Unfix'd, is in a verdant ocean lost. Another Flora there, of bolder hues, from the potash which they contain, serve the fishermen of Ceylon for soap. The shell is made into cups and various fancy articles. 680. Bacchus : The god of the vine, of its fruits, and of the scenes to which the "frantic juice" gives origin, was among the first of the gods that were generally worshipped in the Grecian and Roman territories. His worship virtually is now more prevalent than in ancient times, even in nominally Christian lands. 681. The fruit of the pomegranate-tree is about the size of an orange; the pulp, which is acid, and of a reddish color, being inclosed in a hard rind. The latter is highly astringent. This shrubby tree is a native of Italy, Spain, and Barbary. 683-4. Moral reflections and observations like this are perpetually oc- curring through the poem, and greatly enhance its value, and, to persons of fine moral taste, its interest also. 685. The Anana is the pineapple. 692. Savannahs : Plains covered with grass and free from trees, afford- ing an unobstructed prospect. Meads generally denote grass land, low and wet. 694. Flora : A name derived from the goddess of flowers worshipped by the ancients, but now frequently employed to denote a class or collec- tion of flowers belonging to some particular region. Thus we may speak of a European, African, or American Flora. It is here used us a general term for the totality of flowers that adorn the savannahs and meads above mentioned. 134: SUMMER. And richer sweets, beyond our garden's pride, 695 Plays o'er the fields, and showers, with sudden hand, Exuberant spring : for oft these valleys shift > Their green- embroider 'd robe to fiery brown, And swift to green again, as scorching suns, Or streaming dews and torrent rains, prevail. 700 Along these lonely regions, where, reticejL From_liitle_scenes of art,_great ISature dwells ^r In awful solitude, and naught is seen But the wild herds that own no master's stall, Prodigious rivers roll their fattening seas ; 705 On whose luxuriant herbage, half conceal'd, Like a fall'n cedar, far diffused his train, Cased in green scales, the crocodile extends. The flood" disparts : behold ! in plaited mail, Behemoth rears his head. Glanced from his side, 710 The darted steel in idle shivers flies. He fearless walks the plain, or seeks the hills; Where, as he crops his varied fare, the herds, In widening circle round, forget their food, And at the harmless stranger wondering gaze. 715 Peaceful beneath primeval trees, that cast 710. Behemoth : The hippopotamus, or river-horse ; a grand description of which is furnished in the book of Job, chap. xl. 15-24. Some parts of that description apply more closely to the elephant than to the river- horse ; other parts apply equally well to both. Hence the term behe- moth, taken intensively, may be assumed to be a poetical personification of the great Pachydermata, or even Herbivora, wherein the idea of hip- popotamus is predominant. Consult Kitto's Cyclopedia. The hippopot- amus lives during the day beneath the waters of its native river, ascend- ing occasionally to the surface for the purpose of breathing ; but at night make? its way to the laud to obtain food. The crocodile (70S) is included among the animals denoted by Levia- than, in the sacred Scriptures. Among other characteristics the upper and under parts of the body, and the entire tail, are covered with square plates, while the sides of the body are covered with small round scales. Its home is the Nile. 717. The river Niger in Africa is chiefly celebrated for the many un- SUMMER. 135 Their ample shade o'er Niger's yellow stream, . And where the Ganges rolls his sacred wave ; Or, mid the central depth of blackening woods, High raised in solemn theatre around, 720 Leans the huge elephant ; wisest of brutes ! truly wise ! with gentle might endow'd, Though powerful, not destructive ! Here he sees Revolving ages sweep the changeful earth, And empires rise and fall ; regardless he 725 Of what the never-resting race of men Project : thrice happy ! could he 'scape their guile, Who mine, from cruel avarice, his steps ; Or with his towery grandeur swell their state, The pride of kings ! or else, his strength pervert, 730 successful and fatal attempts to explore and ascertain its outlet, which was not discovered until 1830 by Richard and John Lander, who went from the coast to Boosa on the Niger, and followed the stream downward till it conveyed them through the channel of the river Nun into the bay of Benin this channel being one of the numerous mouths of the Niger that form, on the Atlantic coast, a delta of 240 miles. Jt was at Boosa that Mungo Park and his associates encountered death. For centuries the origin of this river in Western Guinea and a part of its course only were known ; but it was reserved, at this late period, for the enterprise of the- Landers to settle the long-agitated question of its local termi- nation. 718. Sacred wave: The water of the Ganges is regarded by the Hin- doos with religious reverence, since they attribute to it an efficacy for their purification from sin. In size and other respects, it is one of the noblest rivers in the world, extending in all its windings, in Hindostan alone, 1300 miles, and thus far from its mouth is navigable. 728. Who mine, &c. : -This is done by digging pits, which are covered slightly with branches, grass, and earth, and the wild elephant, being driven or allured in the direction of these, falls into them and is captured. For a full account see Rollin's History, vol. v. 147-8. Their use "amid the mortal fray," or in battles, by the ancients, is well known. In his famous battle with Alexander, Porus is said to have employed eighty- five prodigious elephants, which, before the engagement, stood like so many towers, and the Indians exasperated them in order that their hideous cry might fill the Macedonians with terror. This may explain the plirase toivcry grandeur 136 SUMMER. And bid him rage amid the mortal fray, Astonish'd at the madness of mankind. Wide o'er the winding umbrage of the floods, Like vivid blossoms glowing from afar, Thick swarm the brighter birds. For Nature's hand, 735 That with a sportive vanity has deck'd The plumy nations, there her gayest hues Profusely pours. But if she bids them shine, Array 'd in all the beauteous beams of day, Yet frugal still, she humbles them in song. 740 Nor envy we the gaudy robes they lent Proud Montezuma's realm, whose legions cast A boundless radiance waving on the sun, While Philomel is ours ; while in our shades, \ Through the soft silence of the listening night, 745 738-40. Profusely pours, &c. : In all the regions of the torrid zone, the birds, though more beautiful in their plumage, are observed to be less melodious than in the temperate zone. 742. Montezuma'* realm : Mexico. That Montezuma was a proud mon- arch will be seen from Robertson's account of his earliest interview with Cortes. He was in the first place preceded by a thousand persons of dis- tinction, adorned with plumes and clothed in mantles of fine cotton. These announced to Cortes that their monarch was approaching. Next appeared two hundred persons in a uniform dress, with large plumes of feathers, alike in fashion, marching two and two, in deep silence, bare- footed, with their eyes fixed on the ground. These were followed by a company of higher rank, in their most showy apparel, in the midst of whom was Montezuma, in a chair or litter richly ornamented with gold, and feathers of various colors. Four of his principal favorites carried him on their shoulders, others supported a canopy of curious workmanship over his head. Before him inarched three officers with rods of gold in their hands, which they lifted up on high at certain intervals, and at that signal all the people bowed their heads and hid their faces, as unworthy to look upon so great a monarch. When he drew near, Cortes dismounted, advancing towards him Avith officious haste, and in a respectful posture. At the same time Montezuma alighted from his chair, and, leaning on the arms of two of his near relations, approached with a slow and stately pace, his attendants covering the streets with cotton cloths, that he might not touch the ground. He scarcely deigned to consider the rost of man- kind as of the same species with himself. SUMMER. 13T \The sober-suited songstress trills her lay. But come, my Muse, the desert-barrier burst, A wild expanse of lifeless sand and sky ; And, swifter than the toiling caravan, Shoot o'er the vale of Sennar ; ardent climb 750 To Nubian mountains, and the secret bounds Of jealous Abyssinia boldly pierce. 'Thou art no ruffian, who beneath the mask Of social commerce com'st to rob their wealth ; No holy fury thou, blaspheming Heaven, 755 With consecrated steel to stab their peace, - And through the land yet red from civil wounds, To spread the purple tyranny of Rome. Thou, like the harmless bee, mayst freely range From mead to mead, bright with exalted flowers ; 760 From jasmin grove to grove, mayst wander gay Through palmy shades and aromatic woods, That grace the plains, invest the peopled hills, And up the more than Alpine mountains wave. 746. The sober-suited songstress : Philomel (the nightingale) is so styled from the plain suit of plumage that she wears, there being nothing showy or brilliant about it. 750. Sennaar is a city of Nubia and capital of the kingdom of Sennaar. It has a population of 10,000, and carries on, by caravans, an extensive trade with Egypt, Nigritia, and Arabia. South of Nubia lies Abyssinia, whose inhabitants have adopted a system of religion, compounded of Judaism, Christianity, and superstition. In the fifteenth and sixteentli centuries strenuous efforts were made to proselyte them to the Romish faith, but these efforts were not attended with much success until the seventeenth century, when the Portuguese Jesuits renewed the mission, to spread the purple tyranny of Rome. At length, however, the emperor was so exasperated at the changes thus introduced, the exactions the} imposed, and the arrogance they displayed, that he banished all the popish missionaries, and their adherents, from his dominions ; and even so lately as a century ago, the edict prohibiting, on the above account, all Europeans to enter Abyssinia, was in force and rigorously executed. To this event, and others naturally growing out of it, the poet plainly alludea (751-758), and then gives a most picturesque account of the physical beauties of an Abyssinian landscape. 138 SUMMEK. There on the breezy summit, spreading fair, 765 For many a league ; or on stupendous rocks, That from the sun-redoubling valley lift, Cool to the middle air, their lawny tops ; Where palaces and fanes and villas rise, And gardens smile around, and cultured fields, 770 And fountains gush, and careless herds and flocks Securely stray ; a world within itself, Disdaining all assault ; there let me draw Ethereal soul, there drink reviving gales, Profusely breathing from the spicy groves 775 And vales of fragrance ; there at distance hear The roaring floods, and cataracts, that sweep From disembowelFd earth the virgin gold ; And o'er the varied landscape, restless, rove, Fervent with life of every fairer kind : 780 A land of wonders ! which the sun still eyes With ray direct, as of the lovely realm Enamor'd, and delighting there to dwell. How changed the scene ! in blazing height of noon, The sun, oppress'd, is plunged in thickest gloom. 785 Still horror reigns, a dreary twilight round, Of struggling night and day malignant mix'd. 6 For to the hot equator crowding fast, Where highly rarefied, the yielding air Admits their stream, incessant vapors roll, 790 Amazing clouds on clouds continual heap'd ; Or whiiTd tempestuous by the gusty wind, 'Or silent borne along, heavy and slow, ** With, the big stores of steaming oceans charged. Meantime, amid these upper seas, condensed 795 767. Sun-redoubling valley : Valley in which, compared wAh the adja- cent eminences, the sun has double power, especially when in a vertical position. 778. Virgin gold: Pure gold. STJMMEK. 139 Around the cold aerial mountain's brow, And by conflicting winds together dash'd, The thunder holds his black, tremendous throne. From cloud to cloud the rending lightnings rage ; Till, in the furious-elemental war 800 Dissolved, the whole precipitated mass Unbroken floods and solid torrents pours. MAGNIFICENT RIVERS. The treasures these, hid from the bounded search Of ancient knowledge ; whence, with annual pomp, Rich king of floods ! o'erflows the swelling Nile. 805 From his two springs, in Gojam's sunny realm, Pure welling out, he through the lucid lake Of fair Dambea rolls his infant stream. There, by the naiads nursed, he sports away His playful youth amid the fragrant isles, 810 That with unfading verdure smile around. ' Ambitious thence the manly river breaks ; And, gathering many a flood, and copious fed With all the mellow'd treasures of the sky, v 803-5. The author here refers to the previous paragraph as containing an explanation of the annual overflowings of the Nile a phenomenon which the ancients failed to account for. The poet claims also to indicate the sources of the Nile in two springs welling out (issuing out) in Gojam, which probably denotes a province of Abyssinia. But he has been more exact and explicit than history warrants. It has hitherto been ascer- tained, only, that the various branches of the Nile have an origin some- where in the high lands of Africa, north of the equator, in what are called the Mountains of the Moon. The Nile, yet a small stream, runs through the lake Dembca, situated in the interior of Abyssinia. The whole length of this splendid river is not far from '2000 miles. 809. By the naiads, nursed: A classical conception of great beauty. The Nile in its infancy is represented as being nursed in the lake Dembea by the fair goddesses that preside over fountains and rivers. The pro- gressive growth and ever-swelling majesty of the river are finely de- scribed. 140 SUMMEK. Winds in progressive majesty along : 815 Through splendid kingdoms now devolves his maze, Now wanders wild o'er solitary tracts Of life-deserted sand ; till, glad to quit The joyless desert, down the Nubian rocks, From thundering steep to steep, he pours his urn, 820 And Egypt joys beneath the spreading wave. His brother Niger too, and all the floods JT? In which the full-form'd maids of Afric lave Their jetty limbs ; and all that from the tract Of woody mountains stretch'd through gorgeous Ind, 825 Fall on Cormandel's coast, or Malabar ; From Menam's orient stream, that nightly shines With insect lamps, to where Aurora sheds On Indus' smiling banks the rosy shower : All, at this bounteous season, ope their urns, 830 And pour untoiling harvest o'er the land. Nor less thy world, Columbus, drinks, refreshed, The lavish moisture of the melting year. Wide o'er his isles the branching Oronoque 816. Devolves his maze: Rolls down his winding course. 825. Ind ; for India. Menam is a large river of Siam, on whose banks the vast multitude of fire-flies make a brilliant appearance at night. 832. Thy world: The continent of America; called his world because discovered by him. 834. Oronoque : This river takes its rise in the centre of the Republic of Colombia, and after a course of 1400 miles enters the Atlantic by an extended delta of mouths, opposite the Island of Trinidad. The poet refers to the valuable trees (life-sufficing] on the banks of this stream, to which the natives are driven for safety when the river is overflowed, and from which they derive supplies of various sorts. The reference, proba- bly, is to the cocoanut-tree, which has been already described in note 677, "Spring." A passage in St. Pierre's Studies of Nature affords a good illustration of the text : "The inundations of rivers, such as the Amazon, Oronoco, and many others, are periodical. They manure the lands they inundate ; and it is well known that the banks of these rivers swarmed with populous nations before Europeans settled there. The inhabitants were benefited SUMMER. 141 Rolls a brown deluge ; and the native drives 835 To dwell aloft on life-sufficing trees, At once his dome, his robe, his food, and arms. Swell'd by a thousand streams, impetuous hurl'd From all the roaring Andes, huge descends The mighty Orellana. Scarce the Muse 840 Dares stretch her wing o'er this enormous mass Of rushing water. Scarce she dares attempt The sea-like Plata ; to whose dread expanse, Continuous depth, and wondrous length of course, Our floods are rills. With unabated force, 845 In silent dignity they sweep along, And traverse realms unknown, and blooming wilds, And fruitful deserts, worlds of solitude ; Where the sun smiles and seasons teem in vain, Unseen and unenjoy'd. Forsaking these, 850 from these inundations, by the abundance of the fisheries and the fertility of the lands. So far from considering them as convulsions of nature, they received them as blessings from Heaven ; just as the Egyptians prized the overflowings of the Nile. Was it then a mortifying spectacle to see their deep forests intersected with water, which they could traverse in their canoes, and pick the fruits at their ease ? Nay, certain tribes of the Oronoco (or Oronoque), determined by these accommodations, had acquired the singular habit of dwelling on the tops of trees, and seeking under their foliage a habitation, food, and a fortress. Most of them, however, inhabited only the banks of rivers, and preferred them to the surrounding deserts, though not exposed to inundations." 840. The Orellana is the river Amazon, deriving the first of these names from its discoverer, Francesco Orellano, who, leaving Peru in 1540, was the first European that sailed down the river Amazon to the Atlantic. He gave this latter name to the river from the circumstance that he ob- served upon its banks companies of armed women. The original name of the river was Maranon. Its length is 3300 miles : it has a breadth of 150 miles at its mouth, and even at the distance of 1500 miles from its mouth is 180 feet deep. 843. Sea-like Plata: Being 150 miles broad at its mouth, and at Mon- tevideo, 60 miles up the river, is so broad that from the centre of the channel the land on either side cannot be discerned. It is navigable in large boats 1000 miles, which is about half of its entire length. 142 SUMMER. O'er peopled plains they fair diffusive flow, And many a nation feed, and circle safe In their soft bosom, many a happy isle, The seat of blameless Pan, yet undisturb'd By Christian crimes and Europe's cruel sons. 855 Thus pouring on they proudly seek the deep, Whose vanquish'd tide, recoiling from the shock, Yields to the liquid weight of half the globe ; And Ocean trembles for his green domain. THE ADVANTAGES OF TROPICAL CLIMES OVERBALANCED B" '^IR PECULIAR DISADVANTAGES. But what avails this wondrous waste of wealth ? 860 This gay profusion of luxurious bliss ? This pomp of Nature ? what their balmy meads, Their powerful herbs, and Ceres void of pain, By vagrant birds dispersed, and wafting winds ? What their implanted fruits? what the cool draughts, 865 Th' ambrosial food, rich gums, and spicy health, Their forests yield ? their toiling insects what, 854. Pan : A Grecian deity, who -was honored as the god of the natural world ; this name signifying the whole : or his name may be derived from a word which signifies to tend flocks, and thus applies to him as the god of shepherds and of men in a rude, uncultivated state. He is here put as the god or representative of the men of those regions while yet uncor- rupted by European vices. 857-9. These lines receive illustration from the account which Robert- son gives of the Orinoco. It rolls towards the ocean such a vast body of water, and rushes into it with such impetuous force, that when it meets the tide, which on that coast rises to an uncommon height, their collision occasions a swell and agitation of the waves no less surprising than formi- dable. IH this conflict the irresistible torrent of the river so far prevails that it freshens the ocean many leagues with its flood. 863. -Cfreft roid of pain : Crops that cost no severe labor spontaneous products of the earth. Ceres, the goddess of agriculture and of the pro- ducts of the earth, is here put for those products that were attributed to her power and energy. SUMMER. Their silky pride, and vegetable robes ? Ah ! what avail their fatal treasures, hid Deep in the bowels of the pitying earth, 870 Golconda's gems, and sad Potosi's mines ; 868-9. Fatal treasures : The precious metals, by attracting the cupidity and lawless violence of Spanish adventurers, were fatal to the happiness and life of the gentle children of the sun the simple sun-burnt natives of those regions. The word pitying conveys the beautiful sentiment, that the earth, in pity to the natives, and for their security from foreign rapacity, had hid her precious minerals deep in her bowels, that they might not be discovered. But these rich mines of silver and gold were exceedingly detrimental also to the country that sent forth its greedy adventurers to exhaust them. Previous to their discovery Spain was an industrious and thriving country. Under the reigns of Ferdinand and Isabella, and Charles V., Spain was one of the most industrious countries in Europe. Her manufac- tures in wool, and flax, and silk, were so extensive as not only to furnish what was sufficient for her own consumption, but to afford a surplus for exportation. The new market now opened in America naturally added great vivacity and excitement to the spirit of industry. Nourished and invigorated by this, the manufactures, the population, and wealth of Spain might have gone on increasing in the same proportion with the growth of her colonies. Her marine was also in a very flourishing condition. But, as Robertson further remarks, " the same thing happens to nations as to individuals. Wealth which flows in gradually and with moderate increase, feeds and nourishes that activity which is friendly to commerce, and calls it forth into vigorous and well-conducted exertions; but when opulence pours in suddenly, and with too full a stream, it overturns all sober, plans of industry, and brings along with it a taste for what is wild and extrava- gant and daring in business or in action." Philip II. and Philip III., men of inferior talents, were tempted, under this impulse, to engage in ex- pensive wars, draining their country of men and treasure. The rage for emigration to the new countries carried off more of the industrious classes than could be spared. These depended on Spain for their supplies, but her flourishing manufactures having declined, the supply was sought from other countries, so that in a short time not more than the twentieth part of the commodities exported to America was of Spanish growth or fabric. Thus were the riches and strength of Spain rapidly diminished ; so that from the close of the sixteenth century she has not been able to supply the growing wants of her colonies, but other more industrious nations have enriched themselves at her expense. 871. Golconda's gems : A province of Hindoostan abounding in diamonds. Potosi, in Boh' via, South America, distinguished for the rich silver mines SUMMER. Where dwelt the gentlest children of the sun ? What all that Afric's golden rivers roll, Her odorous woods, and shining ivory stores ? Ill-fated race ! the softening arts of peace, 8*75 Whate'er the humanizing Muses teach ; The godlike wisdom of the tempered breast ; Progressive truth, the patient force of thought ; Investigation calm, whose silent powers Command the world ; the light that leads to heaven ; 880 "' Kind equal j-ule, the government of laws, And all-protecting freedom, which alone Sustains the name and dignity of man : These are not theirs. The parent sun himself Seems o'er this world of slaves to tyrannize ; 885 And, with oppressive ray, the roseate bloom Of beauty blasting, gives the gloomy hue, And feature gross ; or worse, to ruthless deeds, Mad jealousy, blind rage, and fell revenge, Their fervid spirit fires. Love dwells not there. 890 The soft regards, the tenderness of life, The heart-shed tear, th' ineffable delight Of sweet humanity ; these court the beam Of milder climes ; in selfish fierce desire, found in a conical mountain near by ; but they are now considerably ex- hausted. 876. Humanizing Muses : Female deities that fostered the fine arts and sciences, such as poetry, music, painting, rhetoric, astronomy, His jaws horrific arm'd with threefold fate, - Here dwells the direful shark. Lured by the scent 1015 Of steaming crowds, of rank disease, and death, 1001. Gama : Vasco De Gama, the first who sailed round Africa by the Cape of Good Hope ; and pursued his voyage along the eastern coast of Africa to Malabar, in 1498. 1010. The Lusitanian prince : The Portuguese prince (Lusitania be- ing the Latin name of Portugal) here spoken of was Don Henry, the fourth son of John the First, king of Portugal a man of an accom- plished mind, enlarged views, daring enterprise, and lofty patriotism, by whom the Portuguese were excited to great improvements and dis- coveries in navigation. He had the address also to enlist in favor of his schemes a Papal decree, issued at his entreaty by Pope Eugene IV., by which all the countries that should be discovered south of Cape Non in Africa should be under the exclusive jurisdiction of Portugal, the prince having promised to establish in them the authority of the " Holy See." The spirit of discovery, being thus associated with a zeal for religion, was greatly strengthened. It received a check, however, for a time, by the death of this enterprising prince in 1463. In that dark age, no doubt was entertained of the power of the Roman Pontiff to assign to what government he chose, the dominion of the yet undiscovered por- tions of the earth. 1016. Steaming crowd*: Some of the horrors of the slave-trade are here powerfully drawn ; those that occur in the slave-ship from crowd- ing hundreds in the hold depriving them of pure air and exercise, and opportunity for cleanliness and engendering fatal disease, so that a SUMMER. 151 Behold ! he rushing cuts the briny flood, Swift as the gale can bear the ship along, And, fromjjie paytaers_o that^crjgel trade Which spoils unharygyj^-^iripa. $ fag* snns r 1020 Demands his share of prey ; demands themselves. The stormy fates descend ; one death involves Tyrants and slaves ; when straight, their mangled limbs Crashing at once, he dyes the purple seas With gore, and riots in. the vengeful meal. 1025 PESTILENCE AT CARTHAGENA THE PLAGUE. When o'er this world, by equinoctial rains Flooded immense, looks out the joyless sun, if And draws the copious steam ; from swampy fens, Where putrefaction into life ferments, And breathes destructive myriads ; or from woods, 1030 " Impenetrable shades, recesses foul, In vapors rank and blue corruption wrapp'd, Whose gloomy horrors yet no desperate foot Has ever dared to pierce ; then wasteful, forth Walks the dire Power of pestilent disease. 1035 A thousand hideous fiends her course attend, Sick Nature blasting, and to heartless woe, And feeble desolation, casting down The towering hopes and all the pride of man : Such as, of late, at Carthagena quench'd 1040 The British fire. You, gallant Yernon, saw The miserable scene ; you, pitying, saw very large proportion of the slaves put on board is lost during the passage. 1042. Carthagena : A city of Colombia, South America. It stands upon an island, winch is joined to the main-land by two bridges. In 1826 its population was 26,000. The pestilence occurred in 1740, when Admiral Vernon was endeavoring to take the town, and was one of the 152 SUMMER. To infant weakness sunk the warrior's arm ; Saw the deep-racking pang, the ghastly form, ^The lip ^ale-quivering, and the beamless^eye. 1045 No more with ardor bright. You heard the groans Of agonizing ships from shore to shore ; Heard, nightly plunged amid the sullen waves, The frequent corse ; while on each other fix'd, In sad presage, the blank assistants seem'd, 1050 Silent, to ask, whom Fate would next demand. S What need I mention those inclement skies, f Where, frequent o'er the sickening city, Plague, The fiercest child of Nemesis divine, Descends ? From Ethiopia's poison'd woods, 1055 From stifled Cairo's filth, and fetid fields With locust armies putrefying heap'd, This great destroyer sprung. Her awful rage The brutes escape : man is her destined prey, Intemperate man ! and, o'er his guilty domes, 1060 events that prevented him from completing his design. See Rissell's Modern Europe, vol. ii. 414-17. 104G-9. You heard, A nearer scene of horror calls thee home. v l A TREMENDOUS STORM IX BRITAIN, y ,A f-H* Behold, slow settling o'er the lurid grove, ^T Unusual darkness broods ; and growing gains K The full possession of the sky, surcharged . 1105 With wrathful vapor, from the secret beds, Where sleep the mineral generations, drawn. Thence nitre, sulphur, and the fiery spume which gives it a strange and almost fearful character. It seems to hold no communion with the joyous spirits, to have no association with the happy scenes of earth, but leads a lengthened and unsocial life amongst the gloomy shades of the venerable forest, in the deep recesses of the pathless mountain, or on the rocky summit of the beetling crag that over- looks the ocean's blue abyss ; and when it goes forth, with its sable pin- ions spread like the wings of a dark angel upon the wind, its hoarse and hollow croak echoes from rock to rock, as if telling, in those dreary and appalling tones, of the fleshy feast to which it is hastening, of the death- pangs of the mountain deer, of the cry of the perishing kid, and of the bones of the shipwrecked seaman whitening in the surge. 1103-68. The coming of the summer thunder-storm is painted by a masterly hand terrible at once, and soft. C. SUMMER. Of fat bitumen, steaming on the day, With various-tinctured trains of latent flame, ] Pollute the sky, and in yon baleful cloud, A reddening gloom, a magazine of fate Ferment ; till, by the touch ethereal roused, The dash of clouds, or irritating war Of fighting winds, while all is calm below, 1 They furious spring. A boding silence reigns, Dread through the dun expanse ; save the dull sound That from the mountain, previous to the storm, Rolls o'er the muttering earth, disturbs the flood, And shakes the forest-leaf without a breath. 1 Prone to the lowest vale the aerial tribes Descend : the tempest-loving raven scarce ^- Dares wing the dubious dusk. In rueful gaze The cattle stand, and on the scowling heavens Cast a deploring eye ; by man forsook, 1 Who to the crowded cottage hies him fast, Or seeks the shelter of the downward cave. 'Tis listening fear, and dumb amazement all : When to the startled eye the sudden glance * Appears far south, eruptive through the cloud ; ] And, following slower, in explosion vast, The thunder raises his tremendous voice. At first, heard solemn o'er the verge of heaven, The tempest growls ; but as it nearer comes, And rolls its awful burden on the wind, ] The lightnings flash a larger curve, and more The noise astounds : till overhead a sheet Of livid flame discloses wide ; then shuts And opens wider ; shuts and opens still ^ ' Expansive, wrapping ether in a blaze. ] Follows the loosen'd aggravated roar, 1113. Touch ethereal : Application of lightning or electricity. 156 SUMMER. Enlarging, deepening, mingling ; peal on peal Crush'd horrible, convulsing heaven and earth. Down comes a deluge of sonorous hail, Or prone- descending rain. Wide rent, the clouds 1145 Pour a whole flood ; and yet, its flnme unquench'd, TV unconquerable lightning struggles through, Ragged and fierce, or in red whirling balls, And fires the mountains with redoubled ra^e o Black from the stroke, above, the smouldering pine 1150 Stands a sad shatter'd trunk ; and, stretch'd below, A lifeless group, the blasted cattle lie : Here the soft flocks, with that same harmless look They wore alive, and ruminating still In fancy's eye ; and there the frowning bull, 1155 And ox half-raised. Struck on the castled cliff, The venerable tower and spiry fane Resign their aged pride. The gloomy woods iStart at the flash, and from their deep recess, \Wide flaming out, their trembling inmates shake. 1160 * 'Amid Carnarvon's mountains rages loud The repercussive roar : with mighty crush, 1150-56. Black from the stroke, &c. : Dugald Stewart selects this pas- sage as an example of the picturesque in writing, by which he means that graphical power by which poetry and eloquence produce effects on the mind analogous to those of a picture. He does not limit that epithet to objects of sight, but extends it to all those details, of whatever kind, by a happy selection of which the imagination may be forcibly impressed. The epithet picturesque is also applied by Dr. "Wart on to a passage in " Winter" (732-38), where every circumstance mentioned recalls some impression upon the ear alone. STEWARTS WORKS, vol. iv. 224-5. 1161. Carnarvon, or Caernarvonshire, is a northern county of Wales, very rugged. Its mountains are called in general the Cambrian Alps Snowde?i's peak occupies a lofty central position among them, being 3571 feet above the level of the sea. Pemnaenmaur is an inferior mountain elevation in the same county. The Cheviot heights are a range of low mountains in the north of England, and passing beyond the border into Scotland. They are chiefly famous as the scene of bloody warfare be- tween the English and the Scotch before the union of the two kingdoms. SUMMEK. 157 Into the flashing deep, from the rude rocks Of Penmanmaur heap'd hideous to the sky, Tumble the smitten cliffs; and Snowden's peak, 1165 Dissolving, instant yields his wintry load. Far seen, the heights of heathy Cheviot blaze, And Thule bellows through her utmost isles. SAD TALE OF CELADON AND AMELIA. Guilt hears appall'd, with deeply troubled thought ; And yet not always on the guilty head 1170 Descends the fated flash. Young Celadon And his Amelia were a matchless pair ; With equal virtue form'd, and equal grace, The same, distinguish 'd by their sex alone : Hers the mild lustre of the blooming mornj 1175 And his the radiance of the risen day. j | They loved : but such the guileless passion was, As in the dawn of time inform'd the heart Of innocence, and undissemblino: truth : \ / I \ V 'Twas friendship heighten'd by the mutual wisnN 1180 Th' enchanting hope and sympathetic glow, Beam'd from the mutual eye. Devoting all * To love, each was to each a dearer self ; Supremely happy in th' awaken'd power Of giving joy. Alone, amid the shades, 1185 Still in harmonious intercourse they lived The ancient ballad of Chevy Chace celebrates the fierce encounter be- tween the Earls Percy and Douglas. 1168. Thule : Thomson speaks of her utmost isles, as they at one time formed the extreme northern limit of geographical knowledge, and hence called Ultima Thule. There is a dispute about the precise location desig- nated by this name among the ancients. The Thule mentioned by Taci- tus corresponds with Mainland, the largest of the forty Shetland islands off the northern coast of Scotland. To this Thomson seems to refer. 1178. Informed: Animated. 158 SUMMER. The rural day, and talk'd the flowing heart, > Or sigh'd and look'd unutterable things. *~^T~ So pass'd their life, a clear, united stream, By care unruffled ; till, in evil hour, il90 The tempest caught them on the tender walk, Heedless how far and where its mazes stray'd ; While, with each other bless'd, creative love Still bade eternal Eden smile around. Presaging instant fate, her bosom heaved 1195 Unwonted sighs, and, stealing oft a look Of the big gloom, on Celadon her eye Fell tearful, wetting her disordered cheek. In vain, assuring love and confidence In Heaven repress'd her fear ; it grew, and shook 1200 Her frame near dissolution. He perceived Th' unequal conflict ; and as angels look On dying saints, his eyes compassion shed, With love illumined high. " Fear not," he said, " Sweet innocence ! thou stranger to offence, 1205 And inward storm ! He, who yon skies involves In frowns of darkness, ever smiles on thee With kind regard. O'er thee the secret shaft That wastes at midnight, or th' undreaded hour Of noon, flies harmless ; and that very voice, 1210 Which thunders terror through the guilty heart, With tongues of seraphs, whispers peace to thine. 'Tis safety to be near thee sure, and thus To clasp perfection !" From his void embrace, (Mysterious Heaven !) that moment, to the ground, 1215 A blacken'd corse, was struck the beauteous maid. But who can paint the lover, as he stood, Pierced by severe amazement, hating life, 1193. Creative love : Their mutual love transformed the scene around them into another Eden, or caused them to regard it as such. SUMMER. 159 s, and fix'd in all the death of woe ! So, (faint resemblance !) on the marble tomb, 1220 The well-dissembled mourner stooping stands, Forever silent and forever sad. As from the face of heaven, the shatter 'd clouds Tumultuous rove, th' interminable sky Sublimer swells, and o'er the world expands 1225 A purer azure. Through the lighten'd air, A higher lustre and a clearer calm, Diffusive, tremble ; while, as if in sign Of danger past, a glittering robe of joy, Set off abundant by the yellow ray, 1230 Invests the fields ; and nature smiles, revived. 'Tis beauty all, and grateful song around, V Join'd to the low of kine, and numerous bleat / Of flocks, thick nibbling through the clover'd vale And shall the hymn be marr'd by thankless man, 1235 Most favor'd ! who with voice articulate Should lead the chorus of this lower world ? Shall he, so soon forgetful of the Hand That hush'd the thunder, and serenes the sky, Extinguish'd feel that spark the tempest waked, 1240 That sense of powers exceeding far his own, Ere yet his feeble heart has lost its fears ? Cheer'd by the milder beam, the sprightly youth Speeds to the well-known pool, whose crystal depth *~ A sandy bottom shows. A while he stands , 1245 Gazing th' inverted landscape, half afraid To meditate the bliie^pa^ofeaftd- below ; / ~~" Then plunges headlong down the circling flood. His ebon tresses and his rosy cheek 1235-42. Hazlitt has well remarked of Thomson, that he always giv^esl a moral sense to nature. His reflections are often, as here, of a highly 1 practical and useful character. 1246. Gazing : Gazing at, , thickened by three pairs of stocking apiece, and far from thick, after all; and called the place ; his o\vn groand.' It certainly does no discredit to the taste that originated the gorgeous though somewhat indistinct descriptions of ' Windsor !' 14-27. Hampton's pile : The royal palace at Hampton, on the Thames, thirteen miles S. W. of London. This palace was originally built by Car- 169 SUMMER. To Clermont's terraced height, and ! Where in the sweetest solitude, embraced By the soft windings of the silent Mole, From courts and senates Pelham finds repose. Enchanting vale ! beyond whate'er the Muse Has of Achaia or Hesperia sung ! vale of bliss ! softly swelling hills ! On which the power of cultivation lies, 1435 And joys to see the wonders of his toil. COMPLIMENTARY ADDRESS TO BRITAIN. , . Heavens ! what a goodly prospect spreads around, Of hills, and dales, and woods, and lawns; and spires, dinal Woolsey, and presented by him to Henry VIII. ; but was nearly superseded by the present palace, erected by William IIL The gar- dens, parks, and buildings occupy a space four miles in circumference. 1480. Mole : A small river in the county of Surrey, and entering the Thames not far from London. 1431. Pelham: Sir Henry Pelham, who succeeded Sir Robert Wai- pole as Prime Minister of Great Britain in 1742. 1433. Achaia or Hesperia : Greece or Italy, though in a limited sense Achaia was a province of Peloponnesus. The vale referred to is that of the Thames. 1437-41. Goodly prospect, . ,. Above the tangling mass of low desires, That bind the fluttering crowd ; and, angel-wing'd, The heights of science and of virtue gains 1740 (Where all is calm and clear), with nature round, Or in the starry regions, or th' abyss, ger of evil, but as a splendid world, of a different construction from ours, conveying millions of happy beings to survey a new region of the Divine empire, and to contemplate new scenes of creating power. The whole subject of comets their influence on the earth, their inhab- itability, and their probable design is ingeniously and fully treated in Dick's "Sidereal Heavens." 1735. New, &c. : Unaccustomed to the dawning, ^ 310 X A HARVEST STORM. Defeating oft the labors of the year, T^e__sultry:^Quth collects a potent blast. At first, the groves are scarcely seen to stir Their trembling tops, and a still murmur runs Along the soft-inclining fields of corn. 315 But as the aerial tempest fuller swells, 312. The sultry south, &c. : Amid this genial season, the south seems to grudge the happiness and plenty which Autumn bestows on man, and collects her storms, and lets them loose on the earth. C. 214: AUTUMN. And in one mighty stream, invisible, Immense, the whole excited atmosphere Impetuous rushes o'er the sounding world ; Strain'd to the root, the stooping forest pours 320 A rustling shower of yet untimely leaves. f High beat, the circling mountains eddy in, From the bare wild, the dissipated storm, And send it in a torrent down the vale. Exposed, and naked to its utmost rage, 325 Through all the sea of harvest rolling round, The billowy plain floats wide ; nor can evade, Though pliant to the blast, its seizing force ; Or whirl'd in air, or into vacant chaff Shook waste. And sometimes too a burst of rain, 330 Swept from the black horizon, broad descends In one continuous flood. Still overhead The mingling tempest weaves its gloom, and still The deluge deepens ; till the fields around Lie sunk and flatted in the sordid wave. 335 .Sudden the ditches swell ; the meadows swim. Red, from the hills, innumerable streams Tumultuous roar ; and high above its banks The river lift ; before whose rushing tide, Herds, flocks, and harvests, cottages, and swains, 340 Roll mingled down : all that the winds had spared In one wild moment ruin'd ; the big hopes And well-earn'd treasures of the painful year. Fled to some eminence, the husbandman, Helpless, beholds the miserable wreck 345 Driving along ; his drowning ox at once Descending, with his labors scatter'd round, He sees ; and instant o'er his shivering thought Comes Winter unprovided, and a train Of claimant children dear. Ye masters, then, 350 Be mindful of the rough laborious hand J AUTUMN. 215 I That sinks you soft in elegance and ease ; / Be mindful of those limbs in russet clad, Whose toil to yours is warmth and graceful pride ; And, oh ! be mindful of that sparing board, 355 \Which covers yours with luxury profuse, Makes your glass sparkle, and your sense rejoice ! Nor cruelly demand what the deep rains And all involving winds have swept away. SHOOTING AND HUNTING THEIR BARBARITY. Here the rude clamor of the sportsman's joy, 360 The gun fast thundering, and the winded horn, Would tempt the Muse to sing the rural game ; How in his mid career the spaniel struck, Stiff, by the tainted gale, with open nose, Outstretch'd, and finely sensible, draws full, 365 Fearful, and cautious, on the latent prey ; As in the sun the circling covey bask Their varied plumes, and, watchful every way, Through the rough stubble turn the' secret eye. Caught in the meshy snare, in vain they beat 370 360. When the rain ceases, and the sky clears, the poet sends to the fields the hunter and his noisy pack ; but while he surrenders to him the healthy but cruel sports of the chase, he forbids the gentler sex (570- 608). C. 370. Meshy snare : Snare formed of net-work to catch birds. Covey is a small flock of birds. Upon the mode of catching birds and upon its moral aspects, Mrs. Ellis observes : There is a scene exhibited every day throughout the summer months, in the outskirts of London, which it is possible to contemplate until the mind is filled with misanthropy, and we learn to loathe and shun our own species. In fields sufficiently remote from the city to admit of their being the resort of birds, men are accustomed to station themselves with a trap and snare, in order to obtain a supply of singing birds for the London markets. The trap is a large net, so contrived that it can be drawn up in a moment : the snare is a little chirping bird, tied fast to the end of a pliant stick, which rebounds with the flutter of its wings, and thus the bird alternately rising and sinking has something 216 AUTUMN. Their idle wings, entangled more and more : Nor on the surges of the boundless air, Though borne triumphant, are they safe : the gun, Glanced just and sudden from the fowler's eye, O'ertakes their sounding pinions ; and again, 375 Immediate, brings them, from the towering wing, Dead to the ground ; or drives them wide dispersed, Wounded, and wheeling various, down the wind. These are not subjects for the peaceful Muse, ' Nor will she stain with such her spotless song ; 380 Then most delighted, when she social sees The whole mix'd animal creation round, Alive and happy. 'Tis not joy to her, 1 jThis falsely cheerful, barbarous game of death, 5 \This rage of pleasure, which the restless youth 885 Awakes, impatient, with the gleaming morn ; When beasts of prey retire, that all night long, Urged by necessity, had ranged the dark, As if their conscious ravage shunn'd the light, Ashamed., Not so the steady tyrant man, 390 Who, with the thoughtless insolence of power Inflamed, bsyond the most infuriate wrath Of the worst monster that e'er roam'd the waste, the appearance of dancing at will upon the light and buoyant spray. Tho man. the monarch of creation, all the while crouches on the ground to watch his prey, and when one little sufferer has by its fruitless struggles so well mimicked the movements of a joyous flight as to allure its fellow- victims into the snare, the fatal knot is drawn ; the man chooses out from the number the sweetest songsters, and after depositing them separately in an immense number of little cages, brought with him for the purpose, they are conveyed to the market, purchased, and made miserable during the rest of their lives, for the delectation of London ears, and the benefit of society in general. 379, - Concoctjve ; and the nodding sandy bank, Hung o'er the mazes of the mountain brook. Vain is her best precaution ; though she sits 410 403. Ragged furze : The furze, or whin, is a thorny evergreen shrub, quite common in the plains and on the hills of Great Britain. It bears a beautiful yellow flower. 408. Concoctive : Denoting the influence which the sun exerts to ren- der the fallow ground productive. 410-18. Professor Wilson of Edinburgh, the philosopher, the critic, the poet, the sportsman of Scotland, gives this lively picture of the hare : One often hears of a cunning old fox ; but the cunningest old fox is a simpleton to the most guileless young hare. What deceit in every double ! What calculation in every squat ! Of what far more complicated than Cretan labyrinth is the creature, now hunted for the first time, sitting in the centre ! a-listening the baffled roar ! Now into the pool she plunges to free herself from the fatal scent that lures on death. Now down the torrent course she runs and leaps, to cleanse it from her poor paws, fur- protected from the sharp flints that lame the fiends that so sorely beset her, till many limp along in their own blood. Now along the coping of stone walls she crawls and scrambles ; and now ventures from the wood along the frequented high road, heedless of danger from the front, so that she may escape the horrid growling in the rear. Now into the pretty little garden of the wayside, or even the village cot, she creeps, as if to implore protection from the innocent children or the nursing mother. Yes,, she will even seek refuge in the sanctuary of the cradle. 10 218 AUTUMN. Conceal'd, with folded ears, unsleeping eyes, By Nature raised to take the horizon in, And head couch'd close betwixt her hairy feet, In act to spring away. The scented dew Betrays her early labyrinth ; and deep, 415 In scatter'd, sullen openings, far behind, With every breeze she hears the coming storm. But nearer, and more frequent, as it loads The sighing gale, she springs amazed, and all The savage soul of game is up at once : 420 The pack full opening, various ; the shrill horn, Resounded from the hills ; the neighing steed, Wild for the chase ; and the loud hunters' shout ; O'er a weak, harmless, flying creature, all Mix'd in mad tumult and discordant joy. 425 The stag, too, singled from the herd, where long He ranged the branching monarch of the shades, Before the tempest drives. At first, in speed He, sprightly, puts his faith ; and, roused by fear, Gives all his swift aerial soul to flight. 430 Against the breeze he darts, that way the more To leave the lessening, murderous cry behind. Deception short ! though fleeter than the winds Blown o'er the keen-air'd mountain by the north, He bursts the thickets, glances through the glades, 435 And plunges deep into the wildest wood ; * If slow, yet sure, adhesivejp the track, Hot steaming, up behind him come again Th' inhuman rout, and from the shady depth Expel him, circling through his every shift. 440 He sweeps the forest oft ; and sobbing sees / j 412. Raised,