Sweet was the sound, when oft, at evening's close, Up yonder hill the village murmur rose; There, as I passed with careless steps and slow, 60 The mingling notes came softened from below: The swain responsive as the milkmaid sung1; The sober herd that lowed to meet their young; The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool; The playful children just let loose from school; 65 The watch-dog's voice that bayed the whispering wind; And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind: That feebly bends beside the plashy spring; gam'-bol sleights till'-age sedg'-es Goldsmith. ac-cu-mu-late peǎs'-ant-ry 5 XXIV. THE VILLAGE PARSON. NEAR yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden-flower grows wild, There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place; Unskilful he to fawn, or seek for power By doctrines fashioned to the varying hour; Far other aims his heart had learned to prize, More bent to raise the wretched than to rise. His house was known to all the vagrant* train, He chid1 their wanderings, but relieved their pain : 15 The long-remembered beggar was his guest, Whose beard descending swept his aged breast; The ruined spendthrift, now no longer proud, Claimed kindred there, and had his claims allowed; The broken soldier, kindly bid to stay, 20 Sat by his fire, and talked the night away; Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and shewed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow,2 And quite forgot their vices in their woe; 25 Careless their merits or their faults to scan," His pity gave ere charity began.3 Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, 35 And even his failings leaned to virtue's side; 30 He watched and wept, he prayed and felt, for all: His ready smile a parent's warmth expressed; 50 Their welfare pleased him, and their cares distressed: Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm,55 Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head. vag'-rant an'-guish al-lur'-ed Goldsmith. un-af-fect'-ed věn'-er-a-ble XXV. THE DEATH OF SAMSON. OCCASIONS drew me1 early to this city; And, as the gates I entered with sunrise, The morning trumpets festival proclaimed2 Through each high street: little I had dispatched, 5 When all abroad was rumoured that this day Samson should be brought forth, to show the people Proof of his mighty strength in feats and games. I sorrowed at his captive state, but minded Not to be absent at that spectacle.3 10 The building was a spacious theatre Half-round, on two main pillars vaulted* high, The other side was open, where the throng 20 The feast and noon grew high, and sacrifice Had filled their hearts with mirth, high cheer, and wine, When to their sports they turned. Immediately Was Samson as a public servant brought, In their state livery clad: before him pipes And timbrels; on each side went armed guards Both horse and foot before him and behind, Archers and slingers,* cataphracts," and spears. 25 At sight of him the people with a shout 6 Rifted the air, clamoring their god with praise, Who had made their dreadful enemy their thrall." He, patient, but undaunted, where they led him, Came to the place; and what was set before him, 30 Which without help of eye might be essayed," 35 To heave, pull, draw, or break, he still performed At length for intermission's sake, they led him With both his arms on those two massy pillars, He unsuspicious led him; which when Samson 40 Felt in his arms, with head awhile inclined, And eyes fast fixed, he stood, as one who prayed, Or some great matter in his mind revolved: At last, with head erect, thus cried aloud :"Hitherto, lords, what your commands imposed 45 I have performed, as reason was, obeying, Not without wonder or delight beheld; Now, of my own accord, such other trial I mean to show you of my strength yet greater 50 This uttered, straining all his nerves, he bowed; He tugged, he shook, till down they came, and drew 55 The whole roof after them with burst of thunder Upon the heads of all who sat beneath,— * Lords, ladies, captains, counsellors, or priests, |