Of her new office, [10] blushing restlessly. 
  The children now are rich, for the old to-day
  Are generous as the young; and, if content 45
  With looking on, some ancient wedded pair
  Sit in the shade together, while they gaze,
  “A cheerful smile unbends the wrinkled brow,
  The days departed start again to life,
  And all the scenes of childhood reappear, 50
  Faint, but more tranquil, like the changing sun
  To him who slept at noon and wakes at eve.” [B]
  Thus gaiety and cheerfulness prevail,
  Spreading from young to old, from old to young,
  And no one seems to want his share.—­Immense [11] 55
  Is the recess, the circumambient world
  Magnificent, by which they are embraced: 
  They move about upon the soft green turf:  [12]
  How little they, they and their doings, seem,
  And all that they can further or obstruct! [13] 60
  Through utter weakness pitiably dear,
  As tender infants are:  and yet how great! 
  For all things serve them:  them the morning light
  Loves, as it glistens on the silent rocks;
  And them the silent rocks, which now from high 65
  Look down upon them; the reposing clouds;
  The wild brooks prattling from [14] invisible haunts;
  And old Helvellyn, conscious of the stir
  Which animates this day [15] their calm abode.

  With deep devotion, Nature, did I feel, 70
  In that enormous City’s turbulent world
  Of men and things, what benefit I owed
  To thee, and those domains of rural peace,
  Where to the sense of beauty first my heart
  Was opened; [C] tract more exquisitely fair 75
  Than that famed paradise often thousand trees, [D]
  Or Gehol’s matchless gardens, [E] for delight
  Of the Tartarian dynasty composed
  (Beyond that mighty wall, not fabulous,
  China’s stupendous mound) by patient toil 80
  Of myriads and boon nature’s lavish help; [F]
  There, in a clime from widest empire chosen,
  Fulfilling (could enchantment have done more?)
  A sumptuous dream of flowery lawns, with domes
  Of pleasure [G] sprinkled over, shady dells 85
  For eastern monasteries, sunny mounts
  With temples crested, bridges, gondolas,
  Rocks, dens, and groves of foliage taught to melt
  Into each other their obsequious hues,
  Vanished and vanishing in subtle chase, 90
  Too fine to be pursued; or standing forth
  In no discordant opposition, strong
  And gorgeous as the colours side by side
  Bedded among rich plumes of tropic birds;
  And mountains over all, embracing all; 95
  And all the landscape, endlessly enriched
  With waters running, falling, or asleep.