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194 To expire, yet from the Abyss is caught again,

And yet again recovered!

But descending

From these Imaginative Heights, that yield

Far-stretching views into Eternity,

Acknowledge that to Nature's humbler power

Your cherished sullenness is forced to bend

Even here, where her amenities are sown

With sparing hand. Then trust yourself abroad

To range her blooming bowers, and spacious fields,

Where on the labours of the happy Throng

She smiles, including in her wide embrace

City, and Town, and Tower,—and Sea with Ships

Sprinkled,—be our Companion while we track

Her rivers populous with gliding life;

While, free as air, o'er printless sands we march,

And pierce the gloom of her majestic woods;

Roaming, or resting under grateful shade

In peace and meditative chearfulness;

Where living Things, and Things inanimate,

Do speak, at Heaven's command, to eye and ear,

And speak to social Reason's inner sense,

With inarticulate language.