Life As late I journied o’er the extensive plain Where native Otter sports his scanty stream, Musing in torpid woe a sister’s pain The glorious prospect woke me from the dream. At every step it widen’d to my sight, Wood, Meadow, verdant Hill, and dreary Steep. Following in quick succession of delight, Till all----at once----did my eye ravish’d sleep! May this (I cried) my course through Life portray!