(Prized avenues ere others had been shaped

Or easier links connecting place with place)

Have vanished—swallowed up by stately roads

Easy and bold, that penetrate the gloom

Of Britain's[742] farthest glens. The Earth has lent

Her waters, Air her breezes;[JV] and the sail

Of traffic glides with ceaseless intercourse,[743][JW]

Glistening along the low and woody dale;

Or, in its progress, on the lofty side,

Of some bare hill, with wonder kenned from far.[744][JX]