She led him home, and wept amain, When he was in the house again : Tears flowed in torrents from her eyes; She could not blame him, or chastise: She was too happy far. Thus, after he had fondly braved And in the lonely Highland Dell • See note at the end of this Volume. EXTRACT FROM THE CONCLUSION OF A POEM, Composed upon leaving School. DEAR native Regions, I foretell From what I feel at this farewell, That, wheresoe'er my steps shall tend, And whensoe'er my course shall end, If in that hour a single tie Survive of local sympathy, My soul will cast the backward view, Thus, when the Sun, prepared for rest, Hath gained the precincts of the West, On the dear Hills where first he rose. II. EXTRACTS FROM A POEM ENTITLED AN EVENING WALK; Published in 1793. BRIGHT'NING the cliffs between, where sombrous pine And yew-trees o'er the silver rocks recline; I love to mark the quarry's moving trains, Dwarf panniered steeds, and men, and numerous wains : How busy the enormous hive within, While Echo dallies with the various din! Some (hardly heard their chisel's clinking sound) |