LINES RIttEN NEAR RIC EVENING.

        , imprest

        its summer hues,

        ,

        t    path pursues!

        And see ream!

        A little moment past, so smiling!

        And still, perhless gleam,

        Some oterer beguiling.

        Suchful bard allure,

        But, he following gloom,

        heir colours shall endure

        till peace go o tomb.

        --A ,

        And w if    die in sorrow!

        c,

        to-morrow?

        Glide gently, thus for ever glide,

        O t other bards may see,

        As lovely visions by thy side

        As noo me.

        Oream! for ever so;

        t soul on all bestowing,

        till all our minds for ever ?ow,

        As ters now are ?owing.

        Vain t! yet be as no,

        t in ters may be seen

        ts ,

        , how solemn, how serene!

        Suc did o bless,

        er_ ditty,

        Could ?nd ne from distress,

        But in ty.

        Remembrance! as we glide along,

        For he dashing oar,

        And pray t never child of Song

        May know his freezing sorrows more.

        ill! the only sound,

        the oar suspended!

        --thers round

        By virtues    potended.

        [3] Collinss Ode on t ten, Ibelieve, of time. to in t stanza.
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