Arise then! for the hen-dove shall not hatch
Her ready eggs, before I'll kissing snatch
Thee into endless heaven. Awake! awake!

The youth at once arose a placid lake Came quiet to his eyes; and forest green,

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Cooler than all the wonders he had seen,

Lull'd with its simple song his fluttering breast.

How happy once again in grassy nest!

ENDYM I.O N.

BOOK IV.

ENDYMION.

BOOK IV.

MUSE of

my native land! loftiest Muse !

O first-born on the mountains! by the hues

Of heaven on the spiritual air begot :
Long didst thou sit alone in northern grot,
While yet our England was a wolfish den ;
Before our forests heard the talk of men ;
Before the first of Druids was a child ;-

Long didst thou sit amid our regions wild
Rapt in a deep prophetic solitude.

There came an eastern voice of solemn mood:

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