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A doleful bower for penitential song, 115 Where Man and Muse complained of mutual wrong;

While Cam's ideal current glided by, And antique towers nodded their foreheads high,

Citadels dear to studious privacy.

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IV.

POOR ROBIN 2.

[Composed March, 1840.-Published: vol. of 1842.] Now when the primrose makes a splendid show,

But Fortune, who had long been used to And lilies face the March-winds in full sport With this tried Servant of a thankless And humbler growths as moved with one

Court,

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fast; and her great talents would have enabled her to be eminently useful in the difficult path of life to which she had been called. The opinion she entertained of her own performances, given to the world under her maiden name, Jewsbury, was modest and humble, and, indeed, far below their merits; as is often the case with those who are making trial of their powers, with a hope to discover what they are best fitted for. In one quality, viz. quickness in the motions of her mind, she had, within the range of the Author's acquaintance, no equal.

2 The small wild Geranium known by that term.

Or does it suit our humour to commend 20
Poor Robin as a sure and crafty friend,
Whose practice teaches, spite of names to
show
Bright colours whether they deceive or For had thy charge been idle flowers,
no?-
Fair Damsel! o'er my captive mind,

What mortal form, what earthly face
Inspired the pencil, lines to trace,
And mingle colours, that should breed
Such rapture, nor want power to feed ; 2c

Nay, we would simply praise the free To truth and sober reason blind,

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[Composed ?.- Published: vol. of 1842.]

How just, how bountiful, the hand of STAY, little cheerful Robin ! stay,

Heaven.

V.

THE GLEANER.

SUGGESTED BY A PICTURE.

[Composed 1828.-Published, as "The Country
Girl," 1829 (The Keepsake); ed. 1832.]
THAT happy gleam of vernal eyes,
Those locks from summer's golden skies,
That o'er thy brow are shed;

That cheek-a kindling of the morn,
That lip-a rose-bud from the thorn,
I saw; and Fancy sped

And at my casement sing,

Though it should prove a farewell lay

And this our parting spring.

Though I, alas! may ne'er enjoy

The promise in thy song;

A charm, that thought can not destroy,
Doth to thy strain belong.

Methinks that in my dying hour

Thy song would still be dear,

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ΙΟ

And with a more than earthly power
My passing Spirit cheer.

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A Redbreast, one that to his cottage door
Came not, but in a lane partook his bread.

There, at the root of one particular tree, An easy seat this worn-out Labourer found

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While Robin pecked the crumbs upon his knee

Laid one by one, or scattered on the ground.

Dear intercourse was theirs, day after day;

What signs of mutual gladness when they met!

Think of their common peace, their simple play,

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The parting moment and its fond regret.

VIII.

SONNET.

TO AN OCTOGENARIAN.

[Composed 1846.-Published 1850.] AFFECTIONS lose their object; Time brings forth

No successors; and, lodged in memory,
If love exist no longer, it must die,—
Wanting accustomed food, must pass
from earth,

Or never hope to reach a second birth. 5
This sad belief, the happiest that is left
To thousands, share not Thou; howe'er
bereft,

Scorned, or neglected, fear not such a
dearth.

Though poor and destitute of friends thou
art,
Perhaps the sole survivor of thy race,
One to whom Heaven assigns that mourn-
ful part

Months passed in love that failed not to The utmost solitude of age to face,

fulfil,

In spite of season's change, its own
demand,

By fluttering pinions here and busy bill;
There by caresses from a tremulous hand.

Thus in the chosen spot a tie so strong 21
Was formed between the solitary pair,
That when his fate had housed him 'mid
a throng

The Captive shunned all converse prof-
fered there.

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Still shall be left some corner of the heart Where Love for living Thing can find a place.

IX.

FLOATING ISLAND.

These lines are by the Author of the Address to the Wind, &c., published heretofore along with my poems. Those to a Redbreast are by a deceased female Relative.

[Composed ?.-Published: vol. of 1842.] HARMONIOUS Powers with Nature work

Wife, children, kindred, they were dead On sky, earth, river, lake and sea ;

and gone;

25 But, if no evil hap his wishes crossed, One living Stay was left, and on that

one

Some recompense for all that he had lost.

O that the good old Man had power to

prove,

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Might see it, from the mossy shore. Dissevered, float upon the Lake, Float with its crest of trees adorned That friendship lasts though fellowship On which the warbling birds their pas

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"Late, late yestreen I saw the new moone
Wi' the auld moone in hir arme."

Ballad of Sir Patrick Spence,
Percy's Reliques.

[Composed 1826.-Published 1827.]
ONCE I could hail (howe'er serene the
sky)

The Moon re-entering her monthly round,
No faculty yet given me to espy

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To see or not to see, as best may please
A buoyant Spirit, and a heart at ease. 30

Now, dazzling Stranger! when thou
meet'st my glance,

The dusky Shape within her arms im- Thy dark Associate ever I discern;

bound,

Emblem of thoughts too eager to advance

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