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The vapours

Upon the dark materials of the storm
Now pacified ; on them, and on the coves
And mountain-steeps and summits, whereunto

had receded, taking there
Their station under a cerulean sky.
O, 'twas an unimaginable sight!
Clouds, mists, streams, watery rocks and emerald turf,
Clouds of all tincture, rocks and sapphire sky,
Confused, commingled, mutually inflamed,
Molten together, and composing thus,
Each lost in each, that marvellous array
Of temple, palace, citadel, and huge
Fantastic pomp of structure without name,
In fleecy folds voluminous, enwrapp'd.
Right in the midst, where interspace appeared
Of

open court, an object like a throne
Beneath a shining canopy of state
Stood fixed ; and fixed resemblances were seen
To implements of ordinary use,
But vast in size, in substance glorified ;
Such as by Hebrew Prophets were beheld
In vision forms uncouth of mightiest power,
For admiration and mysterious awe

Below me was the earth ; this little Vale
Lay low beneath my feet; 'twas visible-
I saw not, but I felt that it was there.
That which I saw was the revealed abode
Of Spirits in beatitude: my heart
Swelled in my breast.—“ I have been dead,” I cried,
“ And now I live! Oh! wherefore do I live?"
And with that pang I prayed to be no more !-
- But I forget our Charge, as utterly
I then forgot him :—there I stood and gazed ;
The apparition faded not away,
And I descended.—Having reached the House
I found its rescued Inmate safely lodged,
And in serene possession of himself,
Beside a genial fire; that seemed to spread
A gleam of comfort o'er his pallid face.
Great shew of joy the Housewife made, and truly
Was glad to find her conscience set at ease;
And not less glad, for sake of her good name,
That the poor Sufferer had escaped with life.
But, though he seemed at first to have received
No harm, and uncomplaining as before
Went through his usual tasks, a silent change

Soon shewed itself; he lingered three short weeks ;
And from the Cottage hath been borne to-day

So ends my dolorous Tale, and glad I am That it is ended.” At these words he turned — And, with blithe air of open fellowship, Brought from the Cupboard wine and stouter cheer, Like one who would be merry. Seeing this My grey-haired Friend said courteously—“ Nay, nay, You have regaled us as a Hermit ought; Now let us forth into the sun !”-Our Host Rose, though reluctantly, and forth we went.

END OF THE SECOND BOOK.

BOOK THE THIRD.

DESPONDENCY.

A humming Bee-a little tinkling Rill-
A pair of Falcons, wheeling on the wing,
In clamorous agitation, round the crest
Of a tall rock, their airy Citadel-
By each and all of these the pensive ear
Was greeted, in the silence that ensued,
When through the Cottage-threshold we had passed,
And, deep within that lonesome Valley, stood
Once
more,

beneath the concave of the blue
And cloudless sky.—Anon! exclaimed our Host,
Triumphantly dispersing with the taunt

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