s to northward its
wood-girt head.

There, when day is at height of sway, men's eyes who stand, as we
oft have stood,
High where towers with its world of flowers the golden spinny that
flanks the wood,
See before and around them shore and seaboard glad as their gifts
are good.

Higher and higher to the north aspire the green smooth-swelling
unending downs;
East and west on the brave earth's breast glow girdle-jewels of
gleaming towns;
Southward shining, the lands declining subside in peace that the
sea's light crowns.

Westward wide in its fruitful pride the plain lies lordly with
plenteous grace;
Fair as dawn's when the fields and lawns desire her glitters the
glad land's face:
Eastward yet is the sole sign set of elder days and a lordlier
race.

Down beneath us afar, where seethe in wilder weather the tides
aflow,
Hurled up hither and drawn down thither in quest of rest that they
may not know,
Still as dew on a flower the blue broad stream now sleeps in the
fields below.

Mild and bland in the fair green land it smiles, and takes to its
heart the sky;
Scarce the meads and the fens, the reeds and grasses, still as they
stand or lie,
Wear the palm of a statelier calm than rests on waters that pass
them by.

Yet shall these, when the winds and seas of equal days and coequal
nights
Rage, rejoice, and uplift a voice whose sound is even as a sword
that smites,
Felt and heard as a doomsman's word from seaward reaches to
landward heights,

Lift their heart up, and take their part of triumph, swollen and
strong with rage,
Rage elate with desire and great with pride that tempest and storm
assuage;
So their chime in the ear of time has rung from age to rekindled
age.

Fair and dear is the land's face here, and fair man's work as a
man's may be:
Dear and fair as the sunbright air is here the record that speaks
him free;
Free by birth of a sacred earth, and regent ever of all the sea.

AN AUTUMN VISION

OCTOBER 31, 1889

+Zephyrou gigantos aura+

I

Is it Midsummer here in the heavens that ill