| Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867. | | | | I. At Berkhamstead | | By John Watson Dalby |
| | | WATERS! all calm and bright as heaven above, | |
| In peace and beauty still your course pursuing; | |
| Ruins! and ye wild springs! that fondly love | |
| To throw a deathless sweetness over ruin; | |
| Hills! o’er whose brows in other days we bounded | 5 |
| When fresh delight was in our hearts and eyes, | |
| And all that lay before us or surrounded, | |
| Shone with a beauty heightened by surprise: | |
| Had earth a stray bliss, then the quick sense found it, | |
| From morn’s first blush to ray of evening star; | 10 |
| And then the natural revel well we rounded, | |
| Lifting full cups to loving hearts afar. | |
| Well may our own faint, staggered and astounded, | |
| At thought of what and where those loved ones are. | | | | |
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