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6. PART THE SIXTH.
THE shades of night and glimmering dawn are fled,
The rising sun the parting clouds has fir'd;
The purple hills illumin'd flame with red,
While THELMON, fraught with praise, forsakes his bed,
With love of Nature and her truths inspir'd.
The rising sun the parting clouds has fir'd;
The purple hills illumin'd flame with red,
While THELMON, fraught with praise, forsakes his bed,
With love of Nature and her truths inspir'd.
The waving corn, moist with the pearly dew,
Glitters beneath the sun's refulgent rays;
Luxuriant o'er each hedge wild roses grew,
And ripening fruits prolific greet his view—
All Nature smil'd a thousand various ways.
Glitters beneath the sun's refulgent rays;
Luxuriant o'er each hedge wild roses grew,
And ripening fruits prolific greet his view—
All Nature smil'd a thousand various ways.
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Silent this morn was his melodious tongue,
And listening to the songsters of the grove,
He envied their sweet lays, as blythe they sung;
For with a transient pang his heart was wrung,
Reflecting on their pure and artless loves.
Bitter remembrance deep pervades his soul,
The glistening lake, the high-grown trees he knew;
O'er the sweet plains his eyes rekindling roll,
"Here CARMEL'S virtues did his fires controul,"
Deeply he blush'd, and quick his eyes withdrew.
The glistening lake, the high-grown trees he knew;
O'er the sweet plains his eyes rekindling roll,
"Here CARMEL'S virtues did his fires controul,"
Deeply he blush'd, and quick his eyes withdrew.
Touch'd by her wrongs, his soul its guilt confess'd;
His breast, which heav'd with deep remorse and smart,
Mourning past crimes, an anxious wish possess'd,
To own the errors of his alter'd heart.
His breast, which heav'd with deep remorse and smart,
Mourning past crimes, an anxious wish possess'd,
To own the errors of his alter'd heart.
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