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The chill bleak summit of eternal snow,
The wide wild glen, the pathless plains below,
The dark blue rocks in barren grandeur piled,
The cuckoo sighing to the pensive wild !
• Far different these from all that charmed before '-
The grassy banks of Clutha's winding shore,
Her sloping vales with waving forests lined,
Her smooth blue lakes unruffled by the wind.
Hail, happy Clutha ! glad shall I survey
Thy gilded turrets from the distant way;
Thy sight shall cheer the weary traveller's toil,
And joy shall hail me to my native soil.

NOTE

LINE 19. The quoted line is from The Deserted Village.

PART OF CHORUS FROM BUCHANAN'S

TRAGEDY OF JEPHTHES

(Translated from the Latin in 1796)

GLASSY Jordan, smooth meandering

Jacob's flowery meads between,
Lo! thy waters, gently wandering,

Lave the valleys rich and green.
When the winter, keenly showering,

Strips fair Salem's holy shade,
There thy current, broader pouring,

Lingers in the leafless glade. ...
When shall freedom, holy charmer,

Cheer my long-benighted soul ?
When shall Israel, fierce in armour,

Burst the tyrant's base control ? ..

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Gallant nation ! nought appalled you,

Bold in Heaven's propitious hour, When the voice of freedom called you

From a tyrant's haughty power; When their chariots, clad in thunder,

Swept the ground in long array ; When the ocean, burst asunder,

Hovered o'er your sandy way. Whither fled, O altered nation !

Whither fled that generous soul ?
Dead to freedom's inspiration,

Slaves of Ammon's base control !
God of heaven! whose voice commanding

Bids the whirlwind scour the deep-
Or the waters, smooth expanding,

Robed in glassy radiance, sleep-... Grasp, O God! thy flaming thunder ;

Launch thy stormy wrath around ! Cleave their battlements asunder,

Shake their cities to the ground !
Hast thou dared in mad resistance,

Tyrant, to contend with God ?
Shall not Heaven's supreme assistance

Snatch us from thy mortal rod ? ...
Mark the battle, mark the ruin !

Havoc loads the groaning plain! Ruthless vengeance, keen pursuing,

Grasps thee in her iron chain !

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A FAREWELL TO EDINBURGH

(Written 1797)
FAREWELL, Edina, pleasing name,

Congenial to my heart !
A joyous guest to thee I came,

And mournful I depart.
And fare thee well whose blessings seem

Heaven's blessing to portend-
Endeared by nature and esteem,

My sister and my friend.

LINES

ON LEAVING THE RIVER CART

(Written 1798) O SCENES of my childhood, and dear to my heart, Ye green-waving woods on the banks of the Cart! How oft in the morning of life I have strayed By the stream of the vale and the grass-covered glade ! Then, then, every rapture was young and sincere, Ere the sunshine of life had been dimmed by a tear; And a sweeter delight every scene seemed to lendThat the mansion of peace was the home of a friend. Now the scenes of my childhood, and dear to my heart, All pensive I visit, and sigh to depart; Their flowers seem to languish, their beauty to cease, For a stranger inhabits the mansion of peace ! But hushed be the sigh that untimely complains While friendship with all its enchantment remainsWhile it blooms like the flower of a winterless clime, Untainted by change, unabated by time!

3, oft] blest in later editions. 6, life had been dimmed] bliss was bedimmed in later editions.

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INDEX OF FIRST LINES

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A month in summer we rejoice
A chieftain to the Highlands bound
A strain sublime that now my breast inspires
Adieu ! Romance's heroines
Adieu the woods and waters' side
Again to the battle, Achaians !
All mortal joys I could forsake
All-powerful charmer of the soul
All worldly shapes shall melt in gloom
Alone to the banks of the dark-rolling Danube
An original something, fair maid, you would win me
Anacreon, the ladies say
And call they this improvement ?—to have changed
And have I lived to see thee, sword in hand
At summer eve, when Heaven's ethereal bow
At the silence of twilight's contemplative hour

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345
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204
335
368
232
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340
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Behold where Gallia's captive queen
Brave men who at the Trocadero fell
Britons ! although our task is but to show
Burdett, enjoy thy justly foremost fame! .
By strangers left upon a lonely shore

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215
. 275

295
. 260

Can restlessness reach the cold sepulchred head ?
Come, maids and matrons, to caress
Could I bring back lost youth again
Crushed by misfortune's yoke

206
314
338
304

Dear Horace ! be melted to tears
Descendant of the chief who stamped his name
Drink ye to her that each loves best

. 319

311
332

Earl March looked on his dying child
England hails thee with emotion

171
. 212
328
348

Fallen as he is, this king of birds still seems
Farewell, Edina, pleasing name

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Gem of the crimson-coloured Even
Glassy Jordan, smooth meandering

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Hadst thou a genius on thy peak
Hail to thy face and odours, glorious Sea !
Hark! from the battlements of yonder tower
Hark! hark! the fife's shrill notes arise
Hearts of oak that have bravely delivered the brave
How delicious is the winning
How glorious fall the valiant, sword in hand
How rings each sparkling Spanish brand !

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I gave my love a chain of gold

341
I had a heart that doted once in passion's boundless pain 337
I have buckled the sword to my side

202
I hold it a religious duty

313
I love contemplating, apart

210
If any white-winged power above

. 331
I'll bid the hyacinth to blow

325
I'm jilted, forsaken, outwitted

. 344
In sooth I'd with pleasure rehearse

355
In the deep blue of eve

. 173
Inspiring and romantic Switzers' land

. 174

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Light rued false Ferdinand to leave a lovely maid forlorn 178
Lives there not now in Scotia's land.

356
Lochiel, Lochiel ! beware of the day

· 157
Long shalt thou flourish, Windsor ! bodying forth

307
Loved Voyager! whose pages had a zest

293

Margaret 's beauteous. Grecian arts
Men of England ! who inherit
Monopoly's Briarean hands
My wealth 's a burly spear and brand

339
. 203

322
352

Never wedding, ever wooing

333

O cherub Content! at thy moss-covered shrine
O haggard queen! to Athens dost thou guide

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