Ix

But turn we from these "bold bad" men; The way, mild Lady! that hath led Down to their "dark opprobrious den," Is all too rough for Thee to tread. Softly as morning vapours glide Down Rydal-cove from Fairfield's side, Should move the tenor of his song Who means to charity no wrong; Whose offering gladly would accord With this day's work, in thought and word.