Of neighbouring woods; and tempest-stirr’d,
The calmest rivers swell with waves.
VI.
That man is blest who thus can say
Lord of himself, “I’ve lived to day;
To-morrow let the gods obscure
The sky with clouds, or sunshine pure
Pour forth, come brightness, or come gloom,
The past is acted, and its doom
Pronounced; and to revoke the past,