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THE fame of Roman grandeur cannot die;
It lives within the soul, and is allied

With man's best faculties; it doth bestride
Our narrow world with an immensity,
Like the vast bridge that breaks upon the eye,
Spanning this pleasant vale from side to side,
In all the haughtiness of Roman pride.
That triple row of arches, piled on high,
Disdains the valley, and its humble river,
Which glideth gently at his own sweet will *,
And thus will flow as gently on for ever,
Outliving the vast efforts of man's skill:
The aqueduct hath been for ages dry,
This gentle river flows continually.

*The river glideth at his own sweet will.

WORDSWORTH.

Sonnet on Westminster Bridge.

XL.

CONCLUSION.

HERE cease my wanderings,―till my fate once more
Shall urge me o'er the land, and o'er the sea;
For oft I think that I am doomed to be
A restless wanderer, till, life's journey o'er,
I shall have gained the enviable shore
Beside the waters of Eternity;

And then my tossed bark will float peacefully,
As rests a weary bird in leafy bower.
And, when in blest state of another being,

Through unknown worlds I wish to wander far,-
With untired wing, and faculty of seeing
Enlarged and strengthened with a spiritual light,
I then may visit every glorious star

Which glimmers now but faintly to my sight.

POEMS.

I.

THE STORM.

WRITTEN IN THE SOUTH OF FRANCE.

1.

GOD walks the world in darkness and in storm; GOD walks through every star that shines at night;

GOD walks in beauty,-moulds the rainbow's

form;

GOD walks the world invisibly in light:

Himself aye viewless, Glory infinite

Treads in his steps; and every angel's wing

Shines with God's glory, in majestic flight,

Calm and sustained, nor weak, nor fluttering,—

Such sons beseeming well of Heaven's Almighty King.

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