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Fanny, my love, we ne'er were sages 152 XXIX. Yes-loving is a painful thrill il

Song

ib, XXX. 'T was in an airy dream of night. 251

From the Greek .

XXXI. Arm'd with a hyacinthine rod ib.

On a beautiful East-Indian

XXXII. Strew me a breathing bed of leaves ib.

To

ib. XXXIII. 'T was noon of night when round the

At night

153

pole.

252

To

ib. XXXIV. Oh thou, of all creation blesu'd ib.

INTERCEPTED LETTERS; or, THE TWO-

XXXV. Cupid once upon a bed

253

PENNY POST-BAG.

XXXVI. If hoarded gold possess'd a power ib.

Dedication, Prefaces, etc.

154 XXXVII. 'Twas night, and many a circling bowl 254

Appendix

ib. XXXVIII. Let us drain the nectar'd bowl ib.

THE FUDGE FAMILY IN PARIS.

XXXIX. How I love the festive boy

255

Preface, etc.

164

XL. I know that Heaven ordains me hero ib.

Notes .

183

XLI. When Spring begems the dewy scene i.

XLI. Yes, be the glorious revel mine 256

TOM CRIB'S MEMORIAL TO CONGRESS.

XLIII. While our rosy fillets shed

ib.

185

XLIV. Buds of roses, virgin flowers

ib

201

XLV. Within this goblet, rich and deep. 257

Notes

209

XLVI. See, the young, the rosy spring ib

FABLES FOR THE HOLY ALLIANCE.

XLVII. 'T is true, my fading years decline 2.

The Dissolution of the Holy Alliance 210 XLVIII. When my thirsty soul I steep 258

The Looking-glasses

211 XLIX. When Bacchus, Jove's immortal boyib.

The Fly and the Bullock

212

L. When I drink, I feel, I feel

ib.

Church and State

213 LI. Fly not thus my brow of snow 259

The Little Grand Lama

214

LII. Away, away, you men of rules b.

The Extinguishers

216 LIII. When I behold the festive train ib

CORRUPTION (an epistle,) Preface, etc . . 217 LIV. Methinks the pictured bull we see . 260

INTOLERANCE (a poem)

223

LV. While we invoke the wreathed spring it

Appendix

LVI. He who instructs the youthful crew

226

261

THE SCEPTIC, Preface, etc.

LVII. And whose immortal hand could shed 263

228

LVIII, When gold, as fleet as Zephyr's pinion i

ODES OF ANACREON.

LIX. Sabled by the solar beam

263

Index showing the number of each

LX. Awake to life, my dulcet shell 264

Ode in Barnes' and other editions

LXI. Golden hues of youth are fled ib.

An Ode by the Translator

233

LXII. Fill me, boy, as deep a draught 265

Remarks on Anacreon

ib.

LXIIJ. To Love, the soft and blooming child a

I. I saw the smiling bard of pleasure 237

LXIV. Haste thee, nymph, whose winged

II. Give me the harp of epic song ib.

spear

ib.

III. Listen to the Muse's Lyre

238

LXV. Like some wanton filly sporting ib.

IV. Vulcan! hear your glorious task ib.

LXVI. To thee, the queen of nymphs divine 266

V. Grave me a cup with brilliant grace b.

LXVII. Gentle youth! whose looks assume . ib

VI. As late I sought the spangled bowers ib.

LXVIII. Rich in bliss, I proudly scorn

ib

VII. The women tell me every day. 239

LXIX. Now Neptune's sullen month appears id.

VIII. I care not for the idle state

ib.

LXX. They wove the lotus band, to deck , 267

IX. I pray thee by the gods above 240

LXXI. A broken cake, with honey sweet

X. Tell me how to punish thee .

ib.

LXXII. With twenty chords my lyre is hurg ib.

ŠI. Tell me, gentle youth, I pray thee ib.

LXXIII. Fare thee well, perfidious maid ib

XII. They tell how Atys, wild with love ib.

LXXIV. I bloom'd awhile, a happy flower .

XIII. I will, I will; the conflict 's past

241

LXXV. Monarch Love! resistless boy ab

XIV. Count me on the summer trees ib.

LXXVI. Spirit of Love, whose tresses shine ib

XV. Tell me why, my sweetest dove 242

LXXVII. Hither, gentle muse of mine

268

XVI. Thou, whose soft and rosy hues 243 LXXVIII. Would that I were a tuneful lyre ib

XVII. And now, with all thy pencil's truth 244

LXXIX. When Cupid sees my beard of snow ib

XVIII. Now the star of day is high

245

XIX. Here recline you, gentle maid 246

FRAGMENTS

XX. One day the Muses twined the hands ib.

Cupid, whose lamp has lent the ray

XXI. Observe when mother Earth is dry 247

Let me resign a wretched breath

XXII. The Phrygian rock that braves the

I know thou lovest a brimming measure .

I fear that love disturbs my rest

storm

ib.

ib.

XXIII. I often wish this languid lyre

From dread Leucadia's frowning steep

248

ib.

XXIV. To all that breathe the airs of heaven ib.

Mix me, child, a cup divine

XXV. Once in each revolving year 249 EPIGRAMS TRANSLATED FROŃ ANTIPATER

XXVI. Thy harp may sing of Troy's alarms ib.

SIDONIUS.

XXVII. We read the flying courser's name zb. Around the tomb, oh bard divine!

269

XXVIII As in the Lemnian caves of fire. 250 Here sleeps Anacreon, in this ivied shade

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Oh stranger! if Anacreon's shell

269

The Shield

282

At length thy golden hours have wing'd their

To Mrs.

b.

flight

270 Elegiac Stanzas

283

UITTLE'S POEMS.

Fanny of Timmol

3b.

Preface

271 A Night-thought

ib

Dedication

272 Elegiac Stanzas

284

To Julia

ib. The Kiss

ib.

To a Lady, with some manuscript poems ib. To

ib

To Mrs.

273 A reflection at Sea

%

To the large and beautiful Miss

ib.

An Invitation to Supper

ib.

To Julia .

ib.

An ode upon morning

285

Inconstancy

ib.

Song

ib

Imitation of Catullus

ib. Come, tell me where the maid is found 286

Epigram

274 Sweetest love! I'll not forget thee

ib.

To Julia .

If I swear by that eye

ib.

Song.

Julia's Kiss

ib,

Nature's Labels
ib. To

ib.

To Mrs. M-

275 Fly from the world, O Bessy! to me 287

Song

ib.

Think on that look of humid ray

3.

To Julia

ib A captive thus to thee

ib

Impromptu

The Catalogue

ib

To Rosa

A Fragment

288

Sympathy

ib

Where is the nymph

ib.

To Julia

276

When time who steals our years away

ib.

To Mrs.

The Shrine

ib.

On the Death of a Lady

ib. Reuben and Rose

289

To Julia

ib.

ib.

To

Of all my happiest hours of joy

292

Written in the blank leaf of a Lady's com-

To a boy with a watch

ib.

mon-place book

ib. Fragments of College exercises .

ib.

Song

277 Mary, I believed thee true

293

To Rosa

ib. Why does azure deck the sky

ib,

To Ditto
ib. Morality, a familiar epistle

ib.

Rondeau

ib.

The Natal Genius, a dream

294

An Argument to any Phillis or Chloe ib. THE LOVES OP THE ANGELS.

To Rosa.

ib.

Preface, etc.

295

Anacreontique

278

Notes.

311

Ditto

ib.

Oh, woman, if by simple wile

ib. IRISH MELODIES.–No. I.

Love and Marriage .

ib. Advertisement to the First and Second Num-

The Kiss

ib.

bers

To Miss

ib.

Go where glory waits thee

ib.

Nonsense

279 Remeinber the glories of Brien the brave 317

To Julia, on her birth-day

ib.

Erin! the tear and the smile in thine eyes ib.

Elegiac Stanzas.

ib.

Oh! breathe not his name

ib.

To Rosa .

ib.

When he who adores thee

ib.

Love in a Storm

ib. The harp that once through Tara's halls ib.

Song

ib.

Fly not yet, 't is just the hour.

318

The surprise

280

Oh! think not my spirits are always as light ib.

To a sleeping maid.

ib.

Though the last glimpse of Erin

ib.

To Phillis

Rich and rare were the gems she wore

ib.

ib.

As a beam o'er the face of the waters

Song

ib.

319

The Ballad

ib.

There is not in this wide world

ib,

To Mrs. on her translation of Voi- No. II.

ture's Kiss

ib. Oh! haste and leave this sacred isle

ib.

To a Lady, on her Singing

ib. How dear to me the hour when daylight dies ib.

A Dream

ib. Take back the virgin page

ib.

Written in a common-place book

281 When in death I shall calm recline

320

To the pretty little Mrs.

ib. How oft has the Benshee cried

ib.

Song

ib. We may roam through this world

ib.

The tear.

ib. Oh! weep for the hour

321

To

ib. Let Erin remember the days of old'.

id.

To Julia weeping

ib. Silent, oh Moyle ! be the roar of thy water ib.

Song

ib. Come, send round the wine

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Sublime was the warning which Liberty The time I've lost in wooing

338

spoke

322 Where is the slave, so lowly

ib.

Believe me, if all those endearing young Come, rest in this bosom,

ib.

charms

i. "T is gone, and for ever, the light we saw

No. III.

breaking

339

Letter to the Marchioness Dowager of Do-

I saw from the beach

ib.

negal

ib. Fill the bumper fair!

ib

Like the bright lamp that shone .

325 Dear harp of my country

ib.

Drink to her, who long

ib. No. VII.

Oh! blame not the bard

326 Advertisement

340

While gazing on the moon's light

ib. My gentle harp! once more I waken

ib

When daylight was yet sleeping under the As slow our ship her foamy track

ib.

billow .

ib. In the morning of life, when its cares are

* By the hope, within us springing

327

unknown.

34

Night closed around the conqueror's way ib. When cold in the earth lies the friend ib.

Oh! t' is sweet to think, that, where'er we

Remember thee! yes, while there's life in

roam

ib.

this heart

b

Through grief and through danger

328 Wreath the bowl

il.

When through life unbless'd we rove ib. Whene'er I see those smiling eyes

342

It is not the tear at this moment shed . ib. If thou 'lt be mine, the treasures of air ib.

'T is believed that this harp, which I wake To ladies' eyes a round, boy

ib.

now.

ib. Forget not the field where they perish'd ib.

No. IV.

They may rail at this life—from the hour I

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329

began it

343

Oh! the days are gone, when beauty bright ib.

Oh for the swords of former time

ib.

Though dark are our sorrows, to-day we'll No. VIII.

forget them

ib. Ne'er ask the hour-what is it to us

ib.

Weep on, weep on, your hour is past 330

Sail on, sail on, thou fearless bark

ib.

Lesbia hath a beaming eye

ib. Yes, sad one of Sion-if closely resembling 344

I saw thy form in youthful prime

ib. Drink of this cup-you 'll find there's a spell ib.

By that lake, whose gloomy shore . 331 Down in the valley come meet me to-night ib.

She is far from the land where her young

Oh, ye dead! oh, ye dead! whom we know 345

hero sleeps

ib. Of all the fair months that round the sun ib.

Nay, tell me not, dear, that the goblet drowns ib. How sweet the answer Echo makes

ib.

Avenging and bright fell the swift sword of Oh, banquet not in those shining bowers ib.

Erin

ib. The dawning of morn, the daylight's sinking 316

What the bee is to the floweret

332 Shall the harp then be silent

ib.

Here we dwell, in holiest bowers

ib. Oh, the sight entrancing

ib.

This life is all chequer'd with pleasures and No. IX.

ib.

Sweet Innisfallen, fare thee well

347

No. V.

'Twas one of those dreams

ib.

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333 Fairest! put on awhile

ib.

Through Erin's isle

ib. Quick! we have but a second

348

At the 'mid hour of night, when stars are And doth not a meeting like this

ib.

weeping

ib. In yonder valley there dwelt, alone 319

One bumper at parting!—though many 331

As vanquished Erin wept beside

ib.

'Tis the last rose of summer

iv. By the Feal's wave benighted

ib.

The young May-moon is beaming, love ib. They know not my heart

ib.

The minstrel-boy to the war is gone

ib.

I wish I was by that dim lake .

350

The valley lay smiling before me

ib.

She sung of love,—while o'er her lyre ib.

Oh! had we some bright little isle

335

Sing, sing, music was given

ib.

Farewell !--but whenever you welcome the

NATIONAL AIRS.-No. I.

hour

ib.

Advertisement

351

Oh! doubt me not-the season

ib. A temple to Friendship.-Spanish Air

3.

You remember Ellen, our hamlet's pride 336

Flow on, thou shining river.- Portuguese

I'd mourn the hopes that leave me

ib.

Air

ib.

vo. VI.

All that's bright must fade.- Indian Air 10.

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ib. So warmly we met.-Hungarian Air ib.

Come o'er the sea

ib. Those evening bells.-Air, The Bells of Se.

Has sorrow thy young days shaded

337

Petersburgh

352

No, not more welcome the fairy numbers ib. Should those fond hopes.- Portuguese Air ad

When first I met thee, warm and young ib. Reason, Folly, and Beauty.-Italian Air

While History's muse the memorial was Fare thee well, thou lovely one!-Sicilian

keeping

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Dost thou remember ?-Portuguese Air . 352 Sound the loud timbrel

Oh! come to me when daylight sets--Ve- Go, let me weep

netian Air

353 Come not, oh Lord!

On, in the stilly night.-Scolch Air ib. Were not the sinful Mary's tears

Hark! the vesper hymn is stealing.–Russian As down in the sunless retreats .

Air

ib. But who shall see ?

No. II.

Almighty God !--Chorus of priests

Love and Hope.-Swiss Air .

ib.

Oh, fair! oh, purest
There comes a time.-German Air. 354 No. II.
My harp has one unchanging theme.-Swe- Angel of Charity
dish Air

ib. Behold the sun
Oh! no-not e'en when first we loved. Lord, who shall bear that day?
Cashmerian Air.

ib. Oh! teach me to love thee
Peace be around thee Scotch Air

ib. Weep, children of Israel

Common Sense and Genius.-French Air ib. Like morning, when her early breeze

Then, fare thee well !-Old English Air 355 Come, ye disconsolate

Gaily sounds the castanet.-Maltese Air. ib. Awake, arise, thy light is como

Love is a hunter-boy.--Languedocian Air ib. There is a bleak desert

Come, chase that starting tear away.-

Since first thy word

French Air.

ib. Hark! 't is the breeze

Joys of youth, how fileeting!–Portuguese Where is your dwelling, ye sainted ?

Air

it. How lightly mounts the muse's wing

Hear me but once.-

--French Air

356 Go forth to the mount

Is it not sweet to think, hereafter ?

No III.

War against Babylon

When Love was a child.-Swedish Air.

Say, what shall be our sport to-day?-Sici- BALLADS, SONGS, etc.

lian Air

ib. Black and Blue eyes

Bright be thy dreams ! - Welsh Air.

Cease, oh cease to tempt!

Go, then—'t is vain.-Sicilian Air

Dear Fanny

The crystal hunters.--Swiss Air

Did not

Row gently here.-Venitian Air

357 Fanny, dearest?

Oh! the days of youth.-French Air ib.

Fanny was in the grove
When first that smile.- Venetian Air . ib. From life without freedom
Peace to the slumberers !-Catalonian Air ib.

Here's the bower

When thou shalt wander.-Sicilian Air ib. Holy be the pilgrim's sleep

Who'll buy my love-knots?-Portuguese Air i. I can no longer stifle

See, the dawn from Heaven.-Sung at

I saw the moon rise clear

Rome on Christmas Eve

358 Joys that pass away

Yo. IV.

Light sounds the harp

Little Mary's eye

Nets and cages.-Swedish Air

ib.

Love and the Sun-Dial

When through the piazzetta.- Venetian Air ib.

Love and Time

Go, now, and dream.--Sicilian Air

ib.

Take hence the bowl.--Neapolitan Air 359

Love, my Mary, dwells with thee

Love's light summer-cloud

Farewell, Theresa !- Venetian Air

ib.

Love wand'ring through the golden maze

How oft, when watching stars.-Savoyard

Merrily every bosom boundeth

Air

Now let the warrior

When the first summer bee.--German Air

Oh, lady fair!

Though 't is all but a dream.-- French Air

Oh! remernber the time
"T is when the cup is smiling.-Italian Air ib.

Oh! see those cherries

Where shall we bury our shame?-Neapoli-

Oh! soon return

lan Air

360

Ne'er talk of Wisdom's gloomy schools. --

Oh, yes! so well

Oh, yes ! when the bloom

Mahralta Air

ib.

One dear smile
ib.

Poh, Dermot! go along with your goster

SACRED SONGS. No. I.

Send the bowl round merrily

Thou art, oh God!

361

The Day of Love

This world is all a fleeting show

ib. The Probability

Fallen is thy throne

ib. The Song of War

Who is the maid ?

362 The Tablet of Love

The bird, let loose .

ib. The young Rose

Oh! Thou who dry'st the mourner's tear ib. When in languor sleeps the heart

Weep not for those

ib. When 'midst the gay I meet

The turf shall be my fragrant shrine 363 When twilight dew's

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Will you come to the bower

377 Remonstrance to Lord J. Russell

398

Young Jessica

2. Epitaph on a lawyer

ib.

The Rabbinical Origin of Women 378 My birth-day

Farewell, Bessy.

ib. Fancy-the more I've view'd this world

To-day, dearest! is ours

ib. Love had a fever

When on the lip the sigh delays

Translation from Catullus

Here, take my heart

To my mother; written in a pocket-book

Oh! call it by some better name

ib. Illustration of a bore

Poor wounded heart

379 A Speculation

The East Indian

ib. Ere Psyche drank the cup that shed

Pale broken flower

ib. Of all the men one meets about

The pretty rose-tree

ib. Romance

Shine out, stars

ib. A Joke versified .

ib.

The young muleteers of Grenada

380

On

Like a snuffers, this loving

Tell her! oh tell her

zb.

old dame

Nights of Music

ib. Factotum Ned

ib.

Our first young love

ib. Country-dance and Quadrille .

399

MISCELLANEOUS POEMS.

To those we love we've drank to-night 400

A Melologue upon national music

381

Genius and Criticism

401

Lines on the death of Mr. P-rc-v-). 382 ATTRIBUTED PIECES.

Lines on the death of Sh-r-d-n

ib. An amatory colloquy between Bank and

Lines written on hearing that the Austrians

Government

402

had entered Naples

383 Ode to the Goddess Ceres

ib.

The Insurrection of the Papers

ib. Said a Sovereign to a Note

403

Parody of a celebrated Letter

384 An Expostulation to Lord King

ib.

Anacreontic.—To a Plumassier

385 Moral positions

404

Extracts from the Diary of a Politician ib. Memorabilia of last week

ib.

King Crack and his Idols

ib. A hymn of welcome after the Recess 405

Wreaths for the Ministers

ib. All in the family way

16.

The new Costume of the Ministers

387 Canonization of St. B-tt-rw-rth

406

Occasional Address

ib.

New Creation of peers

407

The sale of the Tools

388 Cambridge university .

ib.

Little Man and little Soul

ib. Lines written in St. Stephen's chapel, after

Reinforcements for Lord Wellington 389

the Dissolution

408

Lord Wellington and the Ministers

ib. Copy of an intercepted Despatch

ib.

Fum and Hum, the two birds of royalty ib. Mr. Roger Dodsworth

409

Epistle from Tom Crib to Big Ben . 390 The Millennium .

ib.

To Lady Holland, on Napoleon's legacy of The three Doctors

410

a snuff-box

ib. Epitaph on a tuft-hunter

ib.

Correspondence between a lady and gentle- The petition of the Orangemen of Ireland ib.

ib. A Vision, by the Author of Christabel 411

Horace, ode XI. lib. II.

391

News for country cousins

412

ode XXII. lib. I.

ib. An Incantation, sung by the bubble spirit

i.

ode I. lib. III.

392 A dream of turtle, by Sir W. Curtis

413

ode XXXVIII. lib. I.

ib. A voice from Marathon

ib.

To

Die when you will

ib. Cotton and Corn

414

Impromptu.-Between Adam and me 393 The Donkey and his panniers

ib.

What is my thought like?

ib. Ode to the Sublime Porte

415

Epigram. What news to-day? .

ib. Reflections suggested by a late correspond.

Said his Highness to Ned

ib.

ence on the Catholic question . ib.

I want the court-guide

ib. The Ghost of Miltiades

ib.

I never give a kiss

ib. Corn and Catholics

416

On a squinting poetess

ib. Crockfordiana

ib.

The torch of Liberty

ib. The two Bondsmen

ib.

Epilogue

394 The Periwinkles and the Locusts

417

To the memory of J. Atkinson, Esq. ib. A case of libel

ib.

Epitaph on a well-known poet

6. Literary advertisement

418

The Sylph's ball

395 The Slave

i.

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