I from this hillock all my world survey! br Yon vale, bedecked by nature's fairy fingers, br Where the still by-road picturesquely lingers, br The cottage white whose quaint charms grace the way-- br These are the scenes that o'er my heart hold sway. br br I from this hillock all my world survey! br Though I ascend to heights fair lands dividing, br Where stately ships I see the ocean riding, br While cities gird the view in proud array, br Naught prompts my heart's impulses to obey. br br I from this hillock all my world survey! br And could I stand while Paradise descrying, br Still for these verdant meads should I be sighing, br Where thy dear roof-peaks skirt the verdant way: br Beyond these bounds my heart longs not to stray.