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For the Spot Where the Hermitage Stood on St. Herbert’s Island, Derwent-Water

If Thou in the dear love of some one Friend

Hast been so happy, that thou know’st what thoughts

Will, sometimes, in the happiness of love

Make the heart sick, then wilt thou reverence

This quiet spot.⁠—St. Herbert hither came,

And here, for many seasons, from the world

Removed, and the affections of the world,

He dwelt in solitude.⁠—But he had left

A Fellow-labourer, whom the good Man loved

As his own soul. And, when within his cave

Alone he knelt before the crucifix

While o’er the Lake the cataract of Lodore

Pealed to his orisons, and when he paced

Along the beach of this small isle and thought

Of his Companion, he would pray that both

Might die in the same moment. Nor in vain

So prayed he:⁠—as our Chronicles report,

Though here the Hermit numbered his last days,

Far from St. Cuthbert his beloved Friend,

Those holy Men both died in the same hour.