ABSTRACT
177. Lines Once again bright Summer now Shines on Afric’s scorched brow Once again the vales appear In the new glories of the year Once again! yet Once again! Sunlike towering oer the plain Rises in light the Immense Olympian hall Back casting from its front grey twilights dusky pall Then rise ye thousand Nations rise Lift to the east your joyful eyes Lo oer the deset drear and grim Floats widly sounding the triumphal hymn Its parched and barren sands rejoice In the sound of human voice Let the heavens and earth and seas Hail with Joy the coming mom On the widly wafting breeze Let the tidings round be borne Let every Nation now rejoice While mighty Genii with an answering voice Re echo back the song While you ye woods and Mountains grey And thou O everlasting sea The joyful notes prolong Come thou stem Monarch Lord of war Come from thy chosen land afar That land where forests huge and hoar Stretch their black shadows to the western shore While Gambias stream with glittering pride Pours through those vales her winding tide And on her rocky margin sees Halls towers and towns of men rise oer the shady trees King of the North arise and come! Down from thy wild and mountain home Where Caseputh hugh and Dimdim grey Frown beetling oer the Genii’s sea Where hills oer hills rise black and high Eternal clouds! they shade the sky Their serried peaks by thunder riven And standing gainst the vault of heaven With an eternal frown While from their summits bleak and hoar Oer craggy rocks the torrents pour And onward with unceasing roar Rush hoarsly thundering down Thy freebom sons O King attend thee now From Morven’s 2 snowy heights and Dimdims cloudy brow And thou O sunny smiling plain Where Ardrahs stream unfettered glides Sloping from vast Nevadas sides Toward the glassy main Like Nigers waves your thousands pour From every hill and every shore Haste onward haste your coming feet While brightest joy appears your footsteps here to greet As when the sailor on the sea Tossed by the force of storms away Beholds the Heavens all hushed in gloom While the black Ocean stretching round In long dull waves without a bound With a drear melancholy sound Seems destined for his toomb Slowly the vessel Labours on As slow the black waves glide along Her streamers drooping hang on high Still sleep the clouds in the Iron sky Nature seems turned to stone When sudden bursts upon thir sight A little Island shining bright Girt by the foaming sea All fair and green and broad it lies 3 In mists the blue hills statly rise Their tall tops peircing through the skys With aspect bold and free A sudden breeze sweeps oer the main Up start the waves to sight again From thir high tops they shake the spray And whiten with surf the merry sea The statly Vessel mid sheets of foam Glides swiftly through her watery home Shrill scream the winds in her sailyards high And her streamers long and gay Wave proudly in the summer sky As she plunges upon her way All Heaven bursts forth in sight again Brights shine the clouds and bright the main Even thus time silent passed along Nor left one flash to mark the circling year Nature herself seemed turned to stone And the great world rolled round a ruin dark and drear 4 When as if sent from Heaven the Olympian Hall Sudden erects its pillared wall It dawned upon the eyes of men And gave them Light and Life again All thought dead Greece restored once more Afric seemed the Achaian shore Mid sandy plains and burning skys A greater Athens seemed to rise Again Olympus towered above the plain But looked not on the sunny Grecian sea Where mid a thousand isles the light waves sported free No round it roared the immense Atlantic main Cradle of tempests and the whirlwinds reign Not awful Jove not golden Juno here With bursting splendour fills the air Not here does Great Athenia shine Nor Phoebus spread his beams divine No here dim forms involved in gloom Like—Spectres rising from a midnight tomb With winds and tempests fill the air I see I see appear Awful Branii gloomy giant 5 Shaking oer earth his blazing air Brooding on blood with drear and vengeful soul He sits enthroned in clouds to hear his thunders roll Dread Tallii next like a dire Eagle flies And on our mortal miseries feasts her bloody eyes Emii and Annii last with boding cry Famine and war fortell and mortal misery All these the blighters of the varied year All these and more than these before my eyes appear Yes more far more a horrid train Rising like clouds above the main Meagre and black and thin Round their huge jaws the red foam churning Their souls for blood and battle burning And though from conflict still returning Yet still again impatient to begin These not the golden Deities of Greece These are the powers that rule our Land Not can we hope their fetters to release Or quench their scorching brand Then where oh where must Mortals turn their eyes Not to the Genii throning hills or tempest giving skys No to the Twelves. O Fathers of our fame O Fathers founders of our glorious name To you we look our latest hope Our great Defenders and our common prop Led on by you we force our way Oer every land through every sea Yes the vast Atlantic main Shall oppose her waves in vain With all the loudest winds of Heaven Full against its surface driven Let its billows rage and rave We will dare the stormiest wave If you upon us shine Let it be our common grave If you hide your light divine But why thus cloud one glorious day With these sad thoughts O pass away Away ye tempests of the north Let the sun of hope shine forth Bursting bright on earth and sea 6 Gilding the Olympian Hall with splendour gay And you our Fathers now descending Glorious in your chariots ride While your children round attending Hail in you their countrys pride Let us onward hasten all To the vast Olympian hall Now let the trumpets loud and shrill Awake the Falcon on the rocky hill Let the Heavens all tremble now While the majestic Organs blow While you[r] assembled thousands raise One universal song of praise Haste oh haste your coming feet Joy appears your steps to greet Haste upon this day of Gladness Drive away the voice of sadness And of Grim Despair To the Olympian Hall arising Your bewildered eyes surprising On all cares of Life despising Haste oh haste rejoicing there
