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Within these sacred precincts shall be shewn
A venerable monumental stone,
Whereon posterity shall read thy name
Inscribed, and consecrate to deathless fame.
Even now each pensive and o’erflowing heart
That bears, or fain would bear, with thee its part
To speed the progress of the glorious doom
Foreshadowed in a kingdom yet to come,
With those of sainted men thy name enrolls,
Shepherd and Bishop of converted souls.

1843.

ON REVISITING ETON,

IN THE YEAR 1842.

THE

THESE the spires and these the turrets sons of

Eton love to greet : See beneath the row of lime-trees that low wall, our

wonted seat. See those benches; on the oaken wainscot graven see

that name; See the thronging generation-'tis another and the

same

Beneath those elm-trees in the meadows musical with

happy sounds Of unbroken boyish spirits gambolling in ceaseless

rounds : And by the gallant river eddying onward, ever bright

and deep, I seem to know the weeds and rushes, and the willow's

graceful sweep. And I see the self-same elm-tree under which in by

gone years

sever

Me my parents left, a timid novice, drowned in parting

tears. Once more I greet its whispering branches : nay, the

very

clouds that fly O'erhead away, like youthful days, seem moulded in a

well-known sky Comrades in youth's bygone season I comrades in the

cheerful glade ! May I show what fearful tracks the wheels of circum

stance have made ? And hand in hand how time and space have sworn to

you

and me; And thrown between congenial souls a thousand

leagues of barren sea ? Further, further, in the distance, Eton, waned thy

hoary towers ; Yet I clung to thy remembrance-rallied all my spirit's

powers For the ties that held me to thee, worn and frayed

with worldly strife, Might have snapt but for new blessings calling me to

second life. Then waxed thy vision, Eton, in the distance, and I

heard a voice Calling sweetly to a father boasting of his radiant Now 'tis comfort to address thee, Spirit of that

boys.

ancient Place; Thee, the soul of England's glory, of her sage and

warrior race. Spirit, now arrayed in whiteness, now with shadows

overcast, Come with precept for the future, with rebukings for

the past.

Since thy Henry ruled in Britain, year by year, and

day by day,
Have the gates of thy renewing been impervious to

Decay.
Thou outwellest, like thy river's stream, unperishingly

rife
With youth's blithe elements of motion, and invulner-

able life. By the dignity of friendship-by the chastenings of the

mindBy communications lofty—all that elevates mankindLet me love thee like a parent-flee to thee and be at

restTo thy water-brooks betake me like the hart by hunters

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1842.

A FRAGMENT.

M

EN'S hearts have their May-days, and harvest

homes;
But in the winter season of the spirits
Small obstacles that stand i' the sun of fortune,
Cast longest shadows.

1845.

THE VINE TO THE HE-GOAT.

FROM THE ANTHOLOGY.

root,"

He-goat, I again shall shoot,
Bearing rich and hallowed fruit,

To make the wine that shall be shed

In libation o'er thy head,
Victim at the altar's foot.

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