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THE GLOW-WORM.
1 How pleasant is the green-wood's deep-matted shade
2 On a midsummer's eve, when the fresh rain is o'er;
3 When the yellow beams slope, and sparkle thro' the glade,
4 And swiftly in the thin air the light swallows soar!
5 But sweeter, sweeter still, when the sun sinks to rest,
6 And twilight comes on, with the fairies so gay
7 Tripping through the forest-walk, where flow'rs, unprest,
8 Bow not their tall heads beneath their frolic play.
9 To music's softest sounds they dance away the hour,
10 'Till moon-light steals down among the trembling leaves,
11 And checquers all the ground, and guides them to the bow'r,
12 The long haunted bow'r, where the nightingale grieves.
13 Then no more they dance, 'till her sad song is done,
14 But, silent as the night, to her mourning attend;
15 And often as her dying notes their pity have won,
16 They vow all her sacred haunts from mortals to defend.
17 When, down among the mountains, sinks the ev'ning star,
18 And the changing moon forsakes this shadowy sphere,
19 How cheerless would they be, tho' they fairies are,
20 If I, with my pale light, came not near!
21 Yet cheerless tho' they'd be, they're ungrateful to my love!
22 For, often when the traveller is benighted on his way,
23 And I glimmer in his path, and would guide him thro' the grove,
24 They bind me in their magic spells to lead him far astray;
25 And in the mire to leave him, till the stars are all burnt out,
26 While, in strange-looking shapes, they frisk about the ground,
27 And, afar in the woods, they raise a dismal shout,
28 'Till I shrink into my cell again for terror of the sound!
29 But, see where all the tiny elves come dancing in a ring,
30 With the merry, merry pipe, and the labor, and the horn,
31 And the timbrel so clear, and the lute with dulcet string;
32 Then round about the oak they go 'till peeping of the morn.
33 Down yonder glade two lovers steal, to shun the fairy-queen,
34 Who frowns upon their plighted vows, and jealous is of me,
35 That yester-eve I lighted them, along the dewy green,
36 To seek the purple flow'r, whose juice from all her spells can free.
37 And now, to punish me, she keeps afar her jocund band,
38 With the merry, merry pipe, and the tabor, and the lute;
39 If I creep near yonder oak she will wave her fairy wand,
40 And to me the dance will cease, and the music all be mute.
41 O! had I but that purple flow'r whose leaves her charms can foil,
42 And knew like fays to draw the juice, and throw it on the wind,
43 I'd be her slave no longer, nor the traveller beguile,
44 And help all faithful lovers, nor fear the fairy kind!
45 But soon the vapour of the woods will wander afar,
46 And the fickle moon will fade, and the stars disappear,
47 Then, cheerless will they be, tho' they fairies are,
48 If I, with my pale light, come not near!
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Radcliffe, Ann Ward, 1764-1823. The Poems of Mrs. Ann Radcliffe. London: printed by and for J. Smith, Princes Street, 1816, pp. 44-48. 118p. [Radcliffe's poems only, pp. 1-95] (Page images digitized from a copy held at the National Library of the Netherlands.)
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Other works by Ann Radcliffe (née Ward)
- AIR. [Now, at Moonlight's fairy hour] ()
- THE BUTTER-FLY TO HIS LOVE. ()
- THE FIRST HOUR OF MORNING. ()
- THE MARINER. ()
- MORNING, ON THE SEA-SHORE. ()
- NIGHT. ()
- NIGHT. ()
- THE PIEDMONTESE. ()
- THE PILGRIM. ()
- RONDEAU. [Soft as yon silver ray, that sleeps] ()
- THE SEA-NYMPH. ()
- SHIPWRECK. ()
- SONG OF A SPIRIT. ()
- SONG OF THE EVENING HOUR. ()
- SONG. [Life's a varied, bright illusion] ()
- SONG. [The rose that weeps with morning dew] ()
- SONNET, TO THE LILLY. ()
- SONNET. [How sweet is Love's first gentle sway] ()
- SONNET. [Morn's beaming eyes at length unclose] ()
- SONNET. [Now the bat circles on the breeze of eve] ()
- STANZAS. [How smooth that lake expands its ample breast!] ()
- STANZAS. [O'er Ilion's plains, where once the warrior bled] ()
- STORIED SONNET. ()
- SUN-RISE: A SONNET. ()
- SUN-SET. ()
- TITANIA TO HER LOVE. ()
- TO A SEA-NYMPH. ()
- TO AUTUMN. ()
- TO MELANCHOLY. ()
- TO THE BAT. ()
- TO THE NIGHTINGALE. ()
- TO THE VISIONS OF FANCY. ()
- TO THE WINDS. ()