High inspiration in the soul, in scenes like these?
The tufted trees' fantastic tapestries—
Romantic knolls and brakes;
The hill-enskirted glen,
Where bound the wild deer; and the huntsman's horn
Sounds from afar, a welcome to the morn,
Till Echo sounds again!
And more than all, the old
And pyramidal mountains, that with time
Have stood, defying change, and storm, and clime,