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INTRODUCTION.

I-wno accompanied with faithful pace Cerulean Duddon from his cloud-fed spring, And loved with spirit ruled by his to sing Of mountain-quiet and boon nature's grace; I, who essayed the nobler Stream to trace Of Liberty, and smote the plausive string Till the checked Torrent, proudly triumphing, Won for herself a lasting resting-placeNow seek upon the heights of Time the source Of a HOLY RIVER, on whose banks are found Sweet pastoral flowers, and laurels that have crowned Full oft the unworthy brow of lawless force; And, for delight of him who tracks its course, Immortal amaranth and palms abound.

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CONJECTUREN.

Ir there be prophets on whose spirits rest
Past things, revealed like future, they can tell
What Powers, presiding o'er the sacred well
Of Christian Faith, this savage Island blessed
With its first bounty. Wandering through the west,
Did holy Paul a while in Britain dwell,
And call the Fountain forth by miracle,

And with dread signs the nascent Stream invest?
Or Ile, whose bonds dropped off, whose prison doors
Flew open, by an Angel's voice unbarred?
Or some of humbler name, to these wild shores
Storm-driven; who, having seen the cup of woe
Pass from their Master, sojourned here to guard
The precious Current they had taught to flow?

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TREPIDATION OF THE DRUIDS.

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SCREAMS round the Arch-druid's brow the seamew*-white

As Menai's foam; and toward the mystic ring

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Where Augurs stand, the Future questioning,
Slowly the cormorant aims her heavy flight,
Portending ruin to each baleful rite,

That, in the lapse of ages, hath crept o'er
Diluvian truths, and patriarchal lore.

Haughty the Bard; can these meek doctrines blight
liis transports? wither his heroic strains ?

But all shall be fulfilled; -the Julian spear
A way first opened; and, with Roman chains,

The tidings come of Jesus crucified;
They come-they spread-the weak, the suffering, hear;
Receive the faith, and in the hope abide.

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• This water-fowl was, among the Druids, an emblem of those traditions connected with the deluge that made an important part of their mysteries. The Cormorant was a bird of bad omen.

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DRUIDICAL EXCOMMUNICATION.

MERCY and Love have met thee on thy road,
Thou wretched Outcast, from the gift of fire
And food cut off, by sacerdotal ire,

From every sympathy that Man bestowed!
Yet shall it claim our reverence, that to God,
Ancient of days! that to the eternal Sire,

These jealous Ministers of law aspire,

As to the one sole fount whence wisdom flowed,

Justice, and order. Tremblingly escaped,

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As if with prescience of the coming storm,
That intimation when the stars were shaped;
And still, 'mid yon thick woods, the primal truth
Glimmers through many a superstitious form
That fills the Soul with unavailing ruth.

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UNCERTAINTY.

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DARKNESS surrounds us; seeking, we are lost

On Snowdon's wilds, amid Brigantian coves,

Or where the solitary shepherd roves

Along the plain of Sarum, by the ghost

Of Time and shadows of Tradition, crost;

And where the boatman of the Western Isles
Slackens his course-to mark those holy piles
Which yet survive on bleak Iona's coast.
Nor these, nor monuments of eldest fame,
Nor Taliesin's unforgotten lays,

Nor characters of Greek or Roman fame,
To an unquestionable Source have led;
Enough-if eyes, that sought the fountain-head
In vain, upon the growing Rill may gaze.

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