Rapt Meditation mus’d in prayer;
Or self-indulgence soften’d care.—
These, Needwood, thy destroyers saw
And seiz’d, uncheck’d by shame or awe!
Fair Virgin! in that hallow’d gloom,[[83]]
While the bell knoll’d thee to thy tomb,
I chose a polish’d trunk to mark
Thy memory on its yielding bark:
As held in reverence profound,
The grove was motionless around,