Sonnets at the English Lakes | ||
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X. FROM FOX HOW.
By Rotha's stream this home for rest he planned,Unresting Arnold, faithful, zealous, good!
Musing, I mark in Rydal's winter wood
The towering pine-clump take a full command
Of all the listening leafless brother band:
So, in our school-day winter-time, he stood
For English school, and true schoolmasterhood;
So seems he still pre-eminent to stand.
Upward I gaze—and lo! on Fairfield's crown,
Above the storm, and first to see the sun,
A Titan's grave his giant memory keeps;
God never calls His willing servants down;
High on his whole heart's rampire Arnold sleeps,
And round the pines the summer has begun.
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