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 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. And, 'mi d the landscape glimmering cool, The glassy pond, or marshy pool. Softly blue the distance fades, With dim-contrasted lights and shades, Varying with the clouds, that throw Their slowly-moving forms below. All, that a painter's eye can charm, All, that a poet's heart can warm; The soul, with one excursive glance, Seizes, amid the wide expanse. Me an undefiu'd delight Thrills at the enchanting sight, And tears are trembling in mine eye,, Children of speechless ecstasy. Where, far-retiring in the west Thro' many a smooth hill's varied breast, Upward appears the vale to rise, And mingle with the meeting skies, Beneath the chalk-pit's glittering white, Guildford, thy turrets meet the sight. Above, impends thy castle hoar, Fam'd in traditionary lore; Crowning the rocky hill between, The ruin'd house of prayer is saen, Which rumour tells, in ancient days, The. sainted Catherine toil'd to raise. ......... Google

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