MEMORIALS OF A TOUR ON THE CONTINENT, 1820
XXXV. AFTER LANDING--THE VALLEY OF DOVER
NOV. 1820
MEMORIALS OF A TOUR ON THE CONTINENT, 1820
XXXV. AFTER LANDING–THE VALLEY OF DOVER
WHERE be the noisy followers of the game Which faction breeds; the turmoil where? that passed Through Europe, echoing from the newsman’s blast, And filled our hearts with grief for England’s shame. Peace greets us;–rambling on without an aim We mark majestic herds of cattle, free To ruminate, couched on the grassy lea; And hear far-off the mellow horn proclaim The Season’s harmless pastime. Ruder sound Stirs not; enrapt I gaze with strange delight, 10 While consciousnesses, not to be disowned, Here only serve a feeling to invite That lifts the spirit to a calmer height, And makes this rural stillness more profound.