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[3] The air, as in a lion's den, 15 Is close and hot;  and now and then Comes a tired [4] and sultry breeze With a haunting and a panting, Like the stifling of disease; But the dews [5] allay the heat, 20 And the silence makes it sweet. THE AIR AS IN A LION'S DEN IS CLOSE AND HOT AND NOW AND THEN COMES A TIRED AND SULTRY BREEZE WITH A HAUNTING AND A PANTING LIKE THE STIFLING OF DISEASE BUT THE DEWS ALLAY THE HEAT AND THE SILENCE MAKES IT SWEET
hat, since the localities on which it partly depends did not prevent its being interesting to you, it may prove acceptable to others. Being therefore in some measure the cause of its present appearance, you must allow me the gratification of inscribing it to you; in acknowledgment of the pleasure I have derived from your Writings, and of the high esteem with which I am Very truly yours, WILLIAM WORDSWORTH. RYDAL MOUNT, _May 20th_, 1819. CANTO FIRST 'Tis spent--this burning day of June! Soft darkness o'er its latest gleams is stealing; The buzzing dor-hawk, round and round, is wheeling,-- That solitary bird Is all that can be heard [1] 5 In silence deeper far than that of deepest noon! Confiding Glow-worms, 'tis a night Propitious to your earth-born light! But, where the scattered stars are seen In hazy straits the clouds between, 10 Each, in his station twinkling not, Seems changed into a pallid spot. [2] The mountains against heaven's grave weight Rise up, and grow to wondrous height. ORE ENCOURAGED TO HOPE THAT SINCE THE LOCALITIES ON WHICH IT PARTLY DEPENDS DID NOT PREVENT ITS BEING INTERESTING TO YOU IT MAY PROVE ACCEPTABLE TO OTHERS BEING THEREFORE IN SOME MEASURE THE CAUSE OF ITS PRESENT APPEARANCE YOU MUST ALLOW ME THE GRATIFICATION OF INSCRIBING IT TO YOU IN ACKNOWLEDGMENT OF THE PLEASURE I HAVE DERIVED FROM YOUR WRITINGS AND OF THE HIGH ESTEEM WITH WHICH I AM VERY TRULY YOURS WILLIAM WORDSWORTH RIDLEMOUNT MAY TWENTIETH EIGHTEEN NINETEEN CANTO THE FIRST TIS SPENT THIS BURNING DAY OF JUNE SOFT DARKNESS O'ER ITS LATEST GLEAMS IS STEALING THE BUZZING DOOR HAWK ROUND AND ROUND IS WHEELING THAT SOLITARY BIRD IS ALL THAT CAN BE HEARD IN SILENCE DEEPER FAR THAN THAT OF DEEPEST NOON CONFIDING GLOW WORMS TIS A NIGHT PROPITIOUS TO YOUR EARTH BORN LIGHT BUT WHERE THE SCATTERED STARS ARE SEEN IN HAZY STRAITS THE CLOUDS BETWEEN EACH IN HIS STATION TWINKLING NOT SEEMS CHANGED INTO A PALLID SPOT THE MOUNTAINS AGAINST HEAVEN'S GRAVE WEIGHT RISE UP AND GROW TO WONDROUS HEIGHT
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