From those eternal regions bright, <br />Where suns, that never set in night, <br />Diffuse the golden day; <br />Where Spring, unfading, pours around, <br />O'er all the dew-impearled ground, <br />Her thousand colours gay; <br />O whether on the fountain's flowery side, <br />Whence living waters glide, <br />Or in the fragrant grove, <br />Whose shade embosoms peace and love, <br />New pleasures all our hours employ, <br />And ravish every sense with every joy! <br />Great heirs of empire! yet unborn, <br />Who shall this island late adorn; <br />A monarch's drooping thought to cheer, <br />Appear! appear! appear!<br /><br />James Thomson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/from-those-eternal-regions/
