7 Yet | still 7 | 7 he | kept his | wild, 7|7 un | alter'd mien; 7 | 7 While each 7 | strain'd 7 | ball of | sight 7| | seem'd 7 bursting | 7 from his | head. 7| | | Thy 7 | numbers, ||Jealousy! | 7 to | nought were | fix'd: || Sad 7 | proof 7 | 7 of thy dis | tressful | state! 7| | 7 Of differing themes, 77 the | veering | song was mix'd; 7|| 7 And | now, 7 | 7 it | courted | Love; 7|| now 7 | raging | call'd on | Hate. 7 | | 1 7 With | eyes 7 | 7 up | rais'd, 7 | 7 as | one in | spird, 7|| Pale | Melancholy | | sat re | tired; 7 | And from her wild sequester'd seat, 7 | 7 In | notes, 7 7 by | distance | | made 7 | more 7 | sweet, 7 | | Pour'd thro' the mellow | horn, 7|7 her | pensive soul; 7|| 7 And | dashing | soft, 7|7 from | rocks a | round, 71 Bubbling | runnels | join'd the | sound, 7| | | 7 Thro' | glades and | glooms, 7 | 7 the | mingled | measures stole: 7| | 7 Or | oe'r 7 | some 7 | haunted | stream, 7 | 7 with | fond de lay, 7| | Round a holy calm dif | fusing, | | Love of peace, 7 | 7 and | lonely | musing, | K 7 In | hollow | murmurs | | dy'd a | way. 7| | 7 But | O! how | alter'd, | 7 was its | sprightlier | tone! 7 | 7 When | Cheerfulness, | | a | nymph of | healthiest | hue, 7| 7 Her | bow 7 | 7 a | cross her | shoulder | flung, 7 | 7 Her buskins | gemm'd with | morning | dew, 7 || Blew an inspiring | air, 7|7 that | dale and | thicket | rung: 7|| 7 The | hunters | call, 7 | 7 to | Faun 77 and | Dryad | known. 7|| | 7 The oak crown'd | sisters, | 7 and their | chaste eyed queen, 7 | Satyrs | 7 and | Sylvan | boys, 7 | 7 were | seen, Peeping from forth 7 | their 7 | alleys | green; 7 | | Brown | Exercise | 7 re | joic'd to | hear, 7 | 7 And | Sport 7 | leapt 7 | up, 7 | 7 and | seiz'd his beechen | spear. 7| | | Last came | Joy's 7 | 7 ec | static | trial. | | He with | viny | crown ad | vancing, | First to the lively | pipe 7|7 his | hand ad | dress'd; 7 | 7 But soon he | saw the | brisk a | wakening | viol, 7 Whose | sweet, 7 | 7 en | trancing | voice, 7 | 7 he | lov'd the best. 7| | | They would have | thought, 7 | 7 who | heard 7 | 7 the | strain, | 7 They | saw; 7 | 7 in | Tempe's | vale 7|7 her | native | maids, 7 | 7 Amidst the | festal | | sounding | shades, 7 | 7 To | some un | weary'd | minstrel | dancing: | | While as his flying | fingers | kiss'd the | strings, 71-1 Love 7 | framed with | Mirth, 7 | 7a | gay fan | tastic round; 7|| Loose were her | tresses | seen, 7 | 7 her | zone 7 | 7 un | bound; 7 || 7 And | he, 7 | 7 amidst | his 7 | frolic | play, 7 | 7 As if he would the | charming | air 7 | 7 re | pay, 71 Shook thousand | odours, 7 from his | dewy | wings. 777| || CHILDE HAROLD. CANTO IX. CLXXXVI. Oh! that the Desert | 7were my | dwelling place, | 7 With one 7 | fair 7 | Spirit | 7 for my | minister, | | That I might | all for get the | human | race, 7 And, | hating | no one, | | love 7 | 7 but | only | her! | | | Ye 7 Elements ! | 7 in | whose en | nobling | stir 7 I| feel myself ex | alted; | | Can ye | not | 7 Accord me | 7 such a | being?| | |Do I| 7 In | deeming | such 7|7 in | habit | many a | spot! 7 | | Though with them 7 to converse, 7 | 7 can | rarely be our | lọt. 7 | | | There is a pleasure | 7 in the | pathless | woods, 7 There is a rapture | 7 on the lonely | shore, y There is society, | | 7 where | none intrudes, 71 | 7 By the deep 7 | sea, 7 | 7 and | music | 7 in 7 I | love not | man 77 the less, 7|7 but | na ture ❘ more, 7 in which 1 7 From | those our interviews, ¡7 in ¡ steal 7 7 From | all I | may be, |7 or | have been |7 be| fore, 7|| 7 To mingle | 7 with the | universe, | and | feel 7 | What I can ne'er ex | press, 7 | 7 yet | cannot | all 717 conceal. 7 | | | Roll 7 on, 77 thou | deep 7 | 7 and | dark 7 | blue 7 | ocean, | | roll! | | | 7 Ten | thousand | fleets 7 | | sweep over | thee, 7 | 7 in | vain, 7 | ││ Man 7 | marks the | earth 7 | 7 with | ruin | | 7 his control 7 | Stops with the shore; 7| | upon the watery | plain 7 | The wrecks are all 7 | thy 7 deed; | | nor doth remain 7 1 7A | shadow of | man's | ravage, | | save his | own, 711 When for a moment, | | 7 like a drop of rain, 7 He | sinks 7 | 7 into thy | depths 7 | 7 with | bubbling groan, 7 | Without a grave, 7 | | 7 un | knell❜d, 7 | 7 un| coffin'd, | 7 and un❘ known. 7| | | His steps 77 are not upon | thy | paths, 7 | thy | fields Are not a spoil 7 7 for | him, 7 | | thou dost arise 7 " And shake him from the | | 7 the | vile | strength he | wields 7 | 7 For earth's destruction, thou dost | all des | pise. 7 | Spurning him | 7 from thy | bosom, [ 7 to the | skies, 711 And send'st him | shivering | 7 in thy | playful | spray, 7 | 7 And howling, 7 to his | Gods, 7 | where | haply lies 7 | His | petty hope, 7 | 7 in | some | near 7 | port 7 | 7 or bay, 7 | I Then dashest him | 7 a | gain 7 | 7 to | earth, 7 | | there 7 | let him | lay. 7 | | | 7 The | armaments, | 7 which | thunderstrike | 7 the | walls 7 | |