"'Tis not because the ring they ride, And Lindesay at the ring rides well; O'er Roslin all that dreary night It glared on Roslin's castled rock, It ruddied all the copse-wood glen ; 'Twas seen from Dryden's groves of oak, And seen from caverned Hawthornden. Seemed all on fire that chapel proud, Each baron, for a sable shroud, Seemed all on fire, within, around, And glimmered all the dead men's mail. Blazed battlement and pinnet high, Blazed every rose, carved buttress fair, So still they blaze, when fate is nigh There are twenty of Roslin's barons bold But the sea holds lovely Rosabelle ! And each St. Clair was buried there, INSCRIPTION FOR A FOUNTAIN ON A HEATH. BY S. T. COLERIDGE. THIS Sycamore, oft musical with bees, Such tents the Patriarchs loved! O long unharmed May all its aged boughs o'er-canopy The small round basin, which this jutting stone Keeps pure from falling leaves! Long may the Spring, Quietly as a sleeping infant's breath, Send up cold waters to the traveller With soft and even pulse! nor ever cease Yon tiny cone of sand its soundless dance, As merry and no taller, dances still, Nor wrinkles the smooth surface of the Fount. I Here twilight is and coolness: here is moss, THE CATARACT OF LODORE. BY ROBERT SOUTHEY. How does the water come down at Lodore? And there it lies darkling; Its tumult and wrath in, As if a war waging, Its caverns and rocks among. Rising and leaping, Sinking and creeping, Showering and springing. Eddying and whisking, Sporting and frisking, Turning and twisting Around and around, With endless rebound; Confounding, astounding, Dizzing and deafening the ear with its sound. Receding and speeding, And shocking and rocking, And shining and twining, And rattling and battling, And dinning and spinning, And thundering and floundering, And falling and brawling and sprawling, And sprinkling and twinkling and wrinkling, And grumbling and rumbling and tumbling, And clattering and battering and shattering. And gleaming and streaming, and steaming and beaming, And rushing and flushing, and brushing and gushing, And dashing and flashing, and splashing and clashing, |