LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 189
Feel the breath of your freedom burn in my veins, and
Freedom!
Freedom ! echoes adown cliff and precipitous ghyll ;
Fire and desire and light and youth and passion and
freedom
Race in my blood untamed, laugh in my face for
love.
Down by the cold gray lake the sun descends from
his hunting,
Shadow and silence steal over the frozen fells.
Oh, to be there, my heart !_ And the vesper bells awaken,
Colleges call their children, Lakeland fades from
the sight.
Only the sad slow Cam like a sire with age grown
heavy
Wearily moves to the sea, to quicken to life at last.
Blithelier I depart, to a sea of sunnier kindness ;
Hours of waiting are past ; I re-quicken to love.