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thy lovely face was never meant
to be the shore of discontent.
Then clear those waterish stars again,
which else portend a lasting rain ;
lest the clouds which settle there
prolong my winter all the year:
and the example others make,
in love with sorrow for thy sake.

H. KING

76

AGAINST DESIRE OF LONG LIFE

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LL-BUSIED man! why should'st thou take such

care

to lengthen out thy life's short kalendar? when every spectacle thou look’st upon, presents and acts thy execution:

each drooping season and each flower doth cry,

Fool! as I fade and wither thou must die.'
The beating of thy pulse, when thou art well,
is just the tolling of thy passing bell :
night is thy hearse, whose sable canopy
covers alike deceased day and thee,
and all those weeping dews, which nightly fall,
are but the tears shed for thy funeral.

H. KING

77

THE BLESSING OF SYMPATHY
THE low sweet tones of Nature's lyre

no more on listless ears expire,
nor vainly smiles along the shady way

the primrose in her vernal nest,

nor unlamented sink to rest sweet roses one by one, nor autumn leaves decay.

There's not a star the heaven can show,

there's not a cottage hearth below,
but feeds with solace kind the willing soul-

men love us or they need our love;

freely they own, or heedless prove the curse of lawless hearts, the joy of self-control.

J. KEBLE

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00 late I've stayed, forgive the crime;

unheeded flew the hours :
how noiseless falls the foot of Time,

that only treads on flowers!
What eye with clear account remarks

the ebbings of the glass,
when all its sands are diamond sparks,

that dazzle as they pass ?
Ah, who to sober measurement

Time's happy fleetness brings,
when birds of Paradise have lent
their plumage for his wings!

W. R. SPENCER

79

S ,

HE sighs—like winds at eve,

like tones-oh! never to be heard again,
like voices from the sea
where the sea-maids be,
like aught of pleasure with a touch of pain.
A more melodious tune
never beneath the moon
was uttered, since the Delphian girls were young,
and the chaste Dian, bright
with beauty and delight,
lay listening on the mountains, while they sung.

80

EPITAPH ON THE LADY MARY VILLIERS

THE

"HE lady Mary Villiers lies

under this stone; with weeping eyes
the parents that first gave her birth,
and their sad friends, laid her in earth:
if any of them (reader) were
known unto thee, shed a tear;
or if thyself possess a gem,
as dear to thee, as this to them;

though a stranger to this place,
bewail in theirs thine own hard case;
for thou perhaps at thy return
may'st find thy darling in an urn.

T. CAREW

81

WOLFRAM'S SONG IN TANNHAUSER

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H! from your sacred seats look down,

angels and ministers of good;
with sanctity our spirits crown,
and crush the vices of the blood !

Open our hearts and set them free
that heavenly light may enter in ;
and from this fair society
obliterate the taint of sin.

Thee, holy Love, I bid arise
propitious to my votive lay;
shine thou upon our darken’d eyes,
and lead us on the perfect way.

82

GAIETY

UNT

NTHINKING, idle, wild and young,

I laughed and danced and talked and sung; and fond of health, of freedom vain, dream'd not of sorrow, care or pain; concluding in those hours of glee, that all the world was made for me.

But when the hour of trial came,
and sickness shook this trembling frame;
when folly's gay pursuits were o'er,
and I could dance and sing no more-
it then occurr'd how sad 'twould be,
were this world only made for me.

PRINCESS AMELIA

83

A HYMN TO THE MUSES

O

YOU the Virgins nine,

that do our souls incline
to noble discipline,
nod to this vow of mine:

come then and now inspire
my viol and my lyre
with your eternal fire,
and make me one entire
composer in your quire.
Then I'll your altars strew
with roses sweet and new;
and ever live a true
acknowledger of you.

R. HERRICK

84

BALAAM

O FOR a sculptor's hand

that thou might'st take thy stand, thy wild hair floating on the eastern breeze,

thy tranced yet open gaze

fixed on the desert haze, as one who deep in heaven some airy pageant sees.

In outline dim and vast

their fearful shadows cast
the giant forms of empires on their way

to ruin; one by one

they tower and they are gone, yet in the Prophet's soul the dreams of avarice stay.

J. KEBLE

85

CAUTION TO ENGLAND
TYRE
"YRE of the West, and glorying in the name

more than in Faith's pure fame!
O trust not crafty fort nor rock renowned

earned upon hostile ground;
wielding Trade's master-keys, at thy proud will
to lock or loose its waters, England ! trust not still.
Dread thine own power! since haughty Babels prime

high towers have been man's crime:
since her hoar age, when the huge moat lay bare,

strongholds have been man's snare.
Thy nest is in the crags; ah, refuge frail!
mad council in its hour, or traitors will prevail.

LYRA APOSTOLICA

86

EMBLEM OF DEATH

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'HE fallen leaf repeats the mournful tale

some golden reliques float on every gale,
and nature's death comes hastening to destroy.
Brief is that death ;—and is not ours the same?
the mystic voice, that wakes the new-born year,
with mightier sound shall from the dust reclaim
the friend we mourn in chilly sorrow here.
O, as the Spring adorned with flowers will rise,
so may their virtues bear a deathless bloom,
and spread and brighten in serener skies,
saved through the silent winter of the tomb.

F. HODGSON

87

HYMN

OW are thy servants blest, O Lord,

is ;

eternal Wisdom is their guide,

their help Omnipotence.
In distant lands and realms remote,

supported by Thy care,
through burning climes I passed unhurt,

and breathed in tainted air.
Thy mercy sweetened every soil,

made every region please;
the hoary Alpine hills it warmed,
and smoothed the Tyrrhene seas.

J. ADDISON

88

UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE

UNDE

NDER the greenwood tree

who loves to lie with me,
and tune his merry note
unto the sweet bird's throat,
come hither, come hither, come hither;
here shall we see no enemy,
but winter and rough weather.

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