Page:The Excursion, Wordsworth, 1814.djvu/84

58 Said I, "the music and the sprightly scene

Invite us; shall we quit our road and join

These festive matins?"—He replied, "Not loth

Here would I linger, and with you partake,

Not one hour merely, but till evening's close,

The simple pastimes of the day and place.

By the fleet Racers, ere the Sun be set,

The turf of yon large pasture will be skimmed:

There, too, the lusty Wrestlers will contend:—

But know we not that he, who intermits

The appointed task and duties of the day,

Untunes full oft the pleasures of the day;

Checking the finer spirits that refuse

To flow, when purposes are lightly changed?

We must proceed—a length of journey yet

Remains untraced." Then, pointing with his staff

Towards those craggy summits, his intent

He thus imparted.

"In a spot that lies

Among yon mountain fastnesses concealed,

You will receive, before the hour of noon,

Good recompence, I hope, for this day's toil—

From sight of One who lives secluded there,