Sent up its foulest fogs to meet the morn :
The Sun that rose on Freedom, rose in blood!

"Maiden beloved, and Delegate of Heaven! (To her the tutelary Spirit said)

Soon shall the morning struggle into day,
The stormy morning into cloudless noon.
Much hast thou seen, nor all canst understand—
But this be thy best omen-Save thy Country!"
Thus saying, from the answering Maid he passed,
And with him disappeared the heavenly Vision.

Glory to Thee, Father of Earth and Heaven!
All conscious presence of the Universe!
Nature's vast ever-acting energy!

In will, in deed, impulse of All to All!
Whether thy Love with unrefracted ray
Beam on the Prophet's purged eye, or if
Diseasing realms the enthusiast, wild of thought,
Scatter new frenzies on the infected throng,
Thou both inspiring and predooming both,

Ενθα μὰν Ερασταὶ Ἐρωμενῇσιν
̓Αμφὶ πηγῇσιν κιτρίνων ὑπ ̓ ἄλσων,
Οσσ ̓ ὑπὸ βροτοῖς ἔπαθον βροτοὶ, τὰ
Δεινὰ λέγοντι.

LITERAL TRANSLATION.

Leaving the gates of darkness, O Death! hasten thou to a race yoked with misery! Thou wilt not be received with lacerations of cheeks, nor with funeral ululation-but with circling dances and the joy of songs. Thou art terrible indeed, yet thou dwellest with Liberty, stern Genius! Borne on thy lark pinions over the swelling of Ocean, they return to their native country. There, by the side of fountains beneath citrongroves, the lovers tell to their beloved what horrors, being men, they had endured from men.

Fit instruments and best, of perfect end:

Glory to Thee, Father of Earth and Heaven!"

And first a landscape rose

More wild and waste and desolate than where
The white bear, drifting on a field of ice,
Howls to her sundered cubs with piteous rage
And savage agony.

1794.

POEMS WRITTEN IN EARLY MANHOOD,

AND MIDDLE LIFE.

FACILE credo, plures esse Naturas invisibiles quam visibiles in rerum universitate. Sed horum omnium familiam quis nobis enarrabit, et gradus et cognationes et discrimina et singulorum munera? Quid agunt? quæ loca habitant? Harum rerum notitiam semper ambivit ingenium humanum, nunquam attigit. Juvat, interea, non diffiteor, quandoque in animo, tanquam in tabulâ, majoris et melioris mundi imaginem contemplari: ne mens assuefacta hodiernæ vitæ minutiis se contrahat nimis, et tota subsidat in pusillas cogitationes. Sed veritati interea invigilandum est, modusque servandus, ut certa ab incertis, diem a nocte, dis tinguamus.-T BURNET. ARCHEOL. PHIL. p. 68.

THE RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER.*

IN SEVEN PARTS.

PART I.

Ir is an ancient Mariner,

And he stoppeth one of three.

An ancient Mariner meeteth three gal

"By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, lants bidden

Now wherefore stopp'st thou me ?

The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide,

And I am next of kin ;

The guests are met, the feast is set:

May'st hear the merry din "

He holds him with his skinny hand, "There was a ship," quoth he.

"Hold off! unhand me, grey-beard loon!" Eftsoons his hand dropt he.

He holds him with his glittering eye—
The Wedding-Guest stood still,
And listens like a three years' child:
The Mariner hath his will.

See Note.

to a wedding-
feast, and
detaineth
one.

The Wedding-Guest is spell-bound by the eye of the old seafaring man, and constrained to hear his tale