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XII. ON TWO OF MR. HOFLAND'S LANDSCAPES.
A mighty power is in that roaring mainBroken into huge and foamy waves, which knock
Against yon mass of battlemented rock
Dark with storm-laden cloud, and wind-tost rain.
A lovely power is in that sunny plain
Where in their beauty the clear waters sleep,
Fringed in by tender grass, or idly creep
Where the close tufted banks their course restrain.
Oh Painter of the elements! to thee
Alike the gentle or tempestuous hour:
The throes and heavings of the wintery sea,
Whilst earth, and sky, and storm, and darkness, lour:
Or the sweet sunshine brooding peacefully
O'er wandering rivulet and summer bower.
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