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WRITTEN IN AN ALBUM.
PARRY seeks the polar ridge ;
TO THE AUTHOR OF THE ANCIENT
Your poem must eternal be,
Dear Sir! it cannot fail !
And without head or tail.
LESSON FOR A BOY.
Trochée trīps from long tò short;
[brěd Rācer Strikes hỏs thundering hoofs like ă proud high
If Derwent be innocent, steady, and wise,
show it, With sound sense in his brains, may make Der
went a poet,May crown him with fame, and must win him the
love Of his father on earth and his Father above.
My dear, dear child !
upon Skiddaw, you would not from its whole ridge See a man who so loves you as your fond S. T.
TRANSLATED FROM SCHILLER.
I. THE HOMERIC HEXAMETER DESCRIBED AND
STRONGLY it bears us along in swelling and limit
less billows, Nothing before and nothing behind but the sky and
II. THE OVIDIAN ELEGIAC METRE DESCRIBED
In the hexameter rises the fountain's silvery co
lumn; In the pentameter aye falling in melody back.
TO THE YOUNG ARTIST, KAYSER OF
KAYSER! to whom, as to a second self,
Well hast thou given the thoughtful Poet's face !
Kayser! farewell !
Sly Beelzebub took all occasions
His camels, horses, asses, cows---
But Heaven that brings out good from evil, And loves to disappoint the Devil,
Had predetermined to restore
His children, camels, horses, cows---
ON A VOLUNTEER SINGER.
Swans sing before they die : 'twere no bad thing, Should certain persons die before they sing.
ON AN INSIGNIFICANT.
'Tis Cypher lies beneath this crust---
Νήπιοι, ουκ ίσασιν όσω πλέον ήμισυ πάντος.-Hesiod.
What a spring-tide of Love to dear friends in a
shoal ! Half of it to one were worth double the whole !
CHARITY IN THOUGHT.
To praise men as good, and to take them for such, Is a grace, which no soul can mete out to a
tittle ;--Of which he who has not a little too much, Will by Charity’s gage surely have much too
HUMILITY THE MOTHER OF CHARITY.
FRAIL creatures are we all ! To be the best,
Is but the fewest faults to have :---
To God, thy conscience, and the grave.
ON AN INFANT
WHICH DIED BEFORE BAPTISM.
Be, rather than be called, a child of God," Death whispered !---with assenting nod, Its head upon its mother's breast,
The Baby bowed, without demur--Of the kingdom of the Blest
Possessor, not inheritor.
ON BERKELEY AND FLORENCE COLERIDGE,
WHO DIED ON THE 16TH OF JANUARY, 1834.1
O FRAIL as sweet! twin buds, too rathe to bear
The Winter's unkind air;
Than straight required by Heaven;
To deck my brow, or sent