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SEVERN,

SUNSET, WRITTEN AT KING'S WESTON POINT, NEAR BRISTOL.

If hour there be when pleasure fills the breast,
As Nature, robed in beauty, sleeps profound;
When woods and streams, in fairy vision round,
Reflect the peaceful splendours of the west,
That hour is this;—in pomp austerer drest,
Now Severn kindles thro' his ample bound,
And Cambria's lordly hills in glory lie,
O'er-canopied by clouds of gorgeous dye;
Whilst sea-birds sport amid the sapphire wave,
Rolling the line eternal to the strand;
And many a distant skiff, and vessel brave,
Glides glowing on, by fostering zephyrs fann'd.
Our Empress Isle, profuse of pearl and gem,
Here wears her proud and matchless diadem.