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Mist and Rain,

Unbounded o'er the world; and, mingling thick,
A formless grey confusion covers all,
As when of old (so sung the Hebrew Bard),
Light, uncollected, through the chaos urged
Its infant way; nor Order yet had drawn
His lovely train from out the dubious gloom.
These roving mists, that constant now begin
To smoke along the hilly country, these
With weighty rains, and melted Alpine snows,
The mountain-cisterns fill, those ample stores
Of water, scooped among the hollow rocks;

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Some sages say, that where the numerous wave
Forever lashes the resounding shore,

Whence gush the streams, the ceaseless fountains play, And their unfailing wealth the rivers draw.

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Drilled through the sandy stratum, every way,
The waters with the sandy stratum rise;
Amid whose angles infinitely strained,
They joyful leave their jaggy salts behind,
And clear and sweeten, as they soak along.
Nor stops the restless fluid, mounting still,
Though oft amidst the irriguous vale it springs;

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But to the mountain courted by the sand,
That leads it darkling on in faithful maze,
Far from the parent-main, it boils again

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Fresh into day; and all the glittering hill

Is bright with spouting rills. But hence, this vain

Amusive dream! why should the waters love

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To take so far a journey to the hills,

When the sweet vallies offer to their toil,

Inviting quiet, and a nearer bed?

Or if, by blind ambition led astray,

Creating Nature.

They must aspire; why should they sudden stop,

Among the broken mountain's rushy dells,

And, ere they gain its highest peak, desert

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Th' attractive sand that charmed their course so long? Besides, the hard agglomerating salts,

The spoil of ages, would impervious choke

Their secret channels; or, by slow degrees,
High as the hills protrude the swelling vales :
Old ocean too, sucked thro' the porous globe,
Had long ere now forsook his horrid bed,
And brought Deucalion's watery times again.

Say then, where lurk the vast eternal springs,
That, like Creating Nature, lie concealed
From mortal eye, yet with their lavish stores
Refresh the globe, and all its joyous tribes ?
O thou pervading Genius, given to man,
To trace the secrets of the dark abyss,
O lay the mountains bare! and wide display
Their hidden structure to th' astonished view!
Strip from the branching Alps their piny load;
The huge incumbrance of horrific woods
From Asian Taurus, from Imaus stretched
Athwart the roving Tartar's sullen bounds;
Give opening Hemus to my searching eye,
And high Olympus pouring many a stream!
O from the sounding summits of the north,
The Dofrine Hills, thro' Scandinavia rolled
To farthest Lapland and the frozen main;
From lofty Caucasus far seen by those
Who in the Caspian and black Euxine toil;

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From cold Riphean Rocks, which the wild Russ

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Mountains and Rivers.

Believes the * stony girdle of the world;
And all the dreadful mountains wrapt in storm,
Whence wide Siberia draws her lonely floods;
O sweep th' eternal snows! Hung o'er the deep
That ever works beneath his sounding base,
Bid Atlas, propping heaven, as Poets feign,
His subterranean wonders spread! unveil
The miny caverns, blazing on the day,
Of Abysinia's cloud-compelling cliffs,

And of the bending †Mountains of the Moon!
O'ertopping all these giant sons of earth,
Let the dire Andes, from the radiant Line
Stretched to the stormy seas that thunder round
The southern pole, their hideous deeps unfold !
Amazing scene! Behold! the glooms disclose!
I see the rivers in their infant beds!

Deep, deep, I hear them labouring to get free!
I see the leaning strata, artful ranged;
The gaping fissures to receive the rains,

The melting snows, and ever-dripping fogs.
Strowed bibulous above, I see the sands,
The pebbly gravel next, the layers then
Of mingled moulds, of more retentive earths,
The guttered rocks, and mazy-running clefts;
That, while the stealing moisture they transmit,
Retard its motion, and forbid its waste.
Beneath th' incessant weeping of these drains

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* The Muscovites call the Riphean mountains 'Weliki Camenypoys,' that is, the great stony girdle :' because they suppose them to encompass the whole earth.

A range of mountains in Africa, that surround almost all Monomotapa.

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Flight of Swallows.

see the rocky siphons stretched immense,
The mighty reservoirs of hardened chalk,
Or stiff-compacted clay; capacious formed.
O'erflowing thence the congregated stores,
The crsytal treasures of the liquid world,

Thro' the stirred sands a bubbling passage burst ;
And welling out, around the middle steep,

Or from the bottoms of the bosomed hills,
In pure effusion flow. United, thus,

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Th' exhaling sun the vapour-burdened air,
The gelid mountains that to rain condensed
These vapours in continual current draw,
And send them o'er the fair-divided earth,
In bounteous rivers to the deep again,
A social commerce hold, and firm support
The full-adjusted harmony of things.

When Autumn scatters his departing gleams,
Warned of approaching Winter, gathered play
The swallow-people; and tossed wide around,
O'er the calm sky, in convolution swift,
The feathered eddy floats; rejoicing once,
Ere to their wintry slumbers they retire;

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In clusters clung, beneath the mouldering bank,

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And where, unpierced by frost, the cavern sweats;

Or rather into warmer climes conveyed,

With other kindred birds of season, there

They twitter cheerful, till the vernal months

Invite them welcome back; for, thronging, now

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Innumerous wings are in commotion all.

Where the Rhine loses his majestic force In Belgian plains, won from the raging deep, By diligence amazing, and the strong

Migration of Birds.

Unconquerable hand of Liberty,

The stork-assembly meets; for many a day,
Consulting deep, and various, ere they take
Their arduous voyage thro' the liquid sky.

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And now their rout designed, their leaders chose,
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And many a circle, many a short essay,

Wheeled round and round, in congregation full
The figured flight ascends; and, riding high
The aërial billows, mixes with the clouds.

Or where the northern ocean, in vast whirls,
Boils round the naked melancholy isles
Of farthest Thulè, and th' Atlantic surge
Pours in among the stormy Hebrides ;
Who can recount what transmigrations there
Are annual made? what nations come and go ?
And how the living clouds on clouds arise ?
Infinite wings! till all the plume-dark air,
And rude-resounding shore are one wild cry.
Here the plain harmless native his small flock,
And herd diminutive of many hues,

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Tends on the little island's verdant swell,

The shepherd's sea-girt reign or to the rocks,
Dire-clinging, gathers his ovarious food;

Or sweeps the fishy shore; or treasures up

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The plumage, rising full, to form the bed
Of luxury. And here a while the Muse,
High-hovering o'er the broad cerulean scene,

Sees CALEDONIA, in romantic view;

Her airy mountains, from the waving main,
Invested with a keen diffusive sky,

Breathing the soul acute; her forests huge,

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