WARDOUR CASTLE. William Lisle Bowles Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. Bowles, William Lisle, 1762-1850. The Poetical Works of William Lisle Bowles, Vol. I. With Memoir, Critical Dissertation, and Explanatory Notes by George Gilfillan. Edinburgh James Nichol, 9 North Bank Street... 1855 pp. 96-97.

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WARDOUR CASTLE . If rich designs of sumptuous art may please , Or Nature's loftier views , august and old , Stranger ! behold this spreading scene ; — behold This amphitheatre of aged trees , That solemn wave above thee , and around Darken the towering hills ! Dost thou complain That thou shouldst cope with penury or pain , Or sigh to think what pleasures might be found Amid such wide possessions ! — Pause awhile ; Imagine thou dost see the sick man smile ; See the pale exiles , that in yonder dome , Safe from the wasteful storm , have found a home ; French emigrants , chiefly supported by the bounty of Lord Arundel . And thank the Giver of all good , that lent To the humane , retired , beneficent , The power to bless . Nor lift thy heart elate , If such domains be thine ; but emulate The fair example , and those deeds , that rise Like holy incense wafted to the skies ; Those deeds that shall sustain the conscious soul , When all this empty world hath perished , like a scroll !