1818 ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION

Thomas Campbell

Lieutenant Hall, "On Wyoming" American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review [New York] 3 (October 1818) 462.



Sweet Wyoming, though none be left to tell
The beauty of thy days to future men,
How blest when peaceful Albert rul'd thy glen,
And Gertrude was thy flower, yet shalt thou dwell,
And bloom through ages, for with charm and spell,
Wreaths of immortal brightness have been flung,
Gilding thy ruin — and a gifted shell
Thy tale of desolation hath outrung
With melodies, on which the soul reposes
Like eastern bulbuls on Cashmerian roses;—
And bright eyes have wept o'er thee, and shall weep,
Till nature has grown ruthless in all hearts,
And pity, angel-plumed, to heaven departs:
For thou in freedom's burning field didst reap
A deadly harvest, therefore shall thy sleep
Be hallow'd, and thy name a star o'er glory's steep.