Content, and calm serenity of mind,
Shall pave my paths along the rugged vale;
And when the vain delusive vision’s past,
Then happiness, in all its vast extent
Unmeasurable, ignorant of bounds,
Shall through eternal ages be my lot;
The lot of all whose hope is fix’d on thee.
UPON A
YOUNG LADY’S
LEAVING
LOUDOUN CASTLE.
WHAT means this silent, solitary gloom?