1 Vigour to the Zephyr's wing Too well those lovely lips disclose And tempts with feign'd dissuasion coy 1794. TO THE NIGHTINGALE. ISTER of love-lorn poets, Philomel! Mark the faint lamp-beam on the kennell❜d mud, 1 Vigour to, &c.] The same ideas occur in the last stanza of Songs of the Pixies. And listen to the drowsy cry of watchmen,1 (Those hoarse, unfeather'd nightingales of time!) How many wretched bards address thy name, And hers, the full-orb'd queen that shines above. But I do hear thee, and the high bough mark, snow, Are not so sweet as is the voice of her, 1794. 1 Cry of watchmen.] Probably written at first "drowsy watchman's cry; " but the line being then found to rhyme with the line but one above, it was thus clumsily altered, and the line following added. TO A YOUNG LADY, WITH A POEM ON THE FRENCH REVOLUTION. UCH on my early youth I love to dwell, Ere yet I bade that friendly dome Where first, beneath the echoing cloisters pale, Where'er I wander'd, pity still was near, Breathed from the heart and glisten'd in the tear: No knell that toll'd but fill'd my anxious eye, And suffering Nature wept that one should die! 2 1 Lee Boo!] Lee Boo, the son of Abba Thule, Prince of the Pelew Islands, came over to England with Captain Wilson, died of the small-pox, and is buried in Greenwich churchyard. See Keate's Account.-C. Among Bowles's poems will be found one, entitled Abba Thule's Lament for his son Prince Le Boo, with an interesting note. In 1794 Coleridge writes,-" Abba Thule has marked beauties." See note to the sonnet To Bowles. 2 And suffering, &c.] Southey's Retrospect.-C. Thus to sad sympathies I soothed my breast, Calm, as the rainbow in the weeping west: When slumbering Freedom, roused by high disdain, With giant fury burst her triple chain! Fierce on her front the blasting dog-star glow'd; Her banners, like a midnight meteor, flow'd; Fall'n is the oppressor,' friendless, ghastly, low, And my heart aches, though mercy struck the blow. With wearied thought once more I seek the shade, Where peaceful virtue weaves the myrtle braid. If these demand the impassion'd poet's care- 1 Oppressor.] The poem alluded to in the title is The Fall of Robespierre, of which the Dedication bears date, Sept. 22, 1794. Nor, Sara! thou these early flowers refuseNe'er lurk'd the snake beneath their simple hues; No purple bloom the Child of Nature brings From flattery's nightshade: as he feels he sings. Sept., 1794. DOMESTIC PEACE.* ELL me, on what holy ground *First printed in The Fall of Robespierre, in 1794: possibly written earlier. Still around joy.] Compare the concluding paragraphs of Lines on an Autumnal Evening. |