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CICERO.

How good must be the author of all goodness!

CESAR.

And Óh, how greén the sówer óf all gráss!

CARLSRUHE, Jan. 19, 1856.

TRUTH.

THERE is no trúth but móral truth, th' accordance
Óf the expression with the inward thought;
And of that trúth there 's fróm its véry nature
No júdge but óne the útterer himself.

Essential truth, th' accórdance of th' expression
With the thing's self, varies with every judgment,
John's judgment finding perfect accord there
Where William's finds but discord, or at best
Áccord impérfect; and not John's alone
But William's judgment too gainsaying Hugh's,
Hugh's Edward's, Edward's Joseph's, and so on,
Ón without énd as long as there 's a júdgment.

Go tó! go tó! then, thoú that seék'st essential,
Ábsolute trúth; thou hast it at this moment;
Nay, hadst it when an infant, when a boy,
As súre as thou shalt have it at fourscore;
Nor to thy júdgment of fourscóre shall seem
One whit more false the judgment of the boy,
Than to the boy the judgment of fourscóre.

To eách age, séx and circumstance and station
Its own particular judgment how accord

Thing and expréssion; and that judgment 's truth
Trúth to the individual and the measure

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By which, and which alone, he estimates,
Or cán by póssibility éstimate,

The truth or falsehood of his neighbour's judgment.

Go, reader, then, and to thy moral truth
Tenácious cling, as to thy dear Palladium,
Thy hónor, sacred duty and thy God,

And when men talk to thee of truth essential
Ásk them what is it, whére is it to be found;
And if they tell thee,

Away in the pursuít,

here or there or yonder,
and thou shalt never

From that day forward want a pleasant pástime,
A gáme for ever right before thee flying,
For éver neár, but néver, néver caught.

CARLSRUHE, Febr. 5, 1856.

TO MY LOST ONE. *

As long as I hád thee, thou dearly loved flower,
The year was to mé sweet spring, summer, and aútumn;
As soon as thou droopedst and witheredst away,

Ah! then came the cold frozen winter and stórm.

CARLSRUHE, Jan. 14, 1856.

*See page 181 of this volume and DIRGE FOR THE XIII. DEC. MDCCCLII.

in MY BOOK.

CORRIGENDA.

Page 14. Page 98.

Page 118.

Page 149.

Page 173.

Page 197.

Line 7 from bottom, instead of delirium read Delirium
Last line, instead of EAST. read WEST.

Last line, after that and after advancement supply comma.
First and second line, instead of Éven read Even

Line 3 from bottom, dele comma.

Line 2 from top, after sun and after séts supply comma.
Page 204. Line 9 from top, after playest supply comma.
Page 237. Line 9 from bottom, instead of future, read future;

Dresden, printed by C. C. MEINHOLD AND Sons.

CONTENTS.

[Titles are printed in capital letters, first lines in ordinary type.]

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They lived through every change of wind and weather
How happens it that no one with his lot

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I can put up with people of all sorts, if only they have money.
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PASKEWITSCH

Réstless as billows of the sea

TRUE FRIENDS.

TICK TICK TICK.

Í, being a boy, used thus to count my fingers

"Why 's a priest like a fingerpost, you dunce ?" There was a curious creáture

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Sometimes I 've with my Muse a miff

Sweet breathes the hawthorn in the early spring
King Will his seat in royal state

Wéll, it is a dárling creáture!
WRITTEN IN THE ALBUM AT PREDAZZO.

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I like the Belgian cleanliness and comfort

WRITTEN UNDER A PORTRAIT OF CARDINAL MEZZOFANTI

Once on a time it happened as I was lounging in the Vatican

I wish I wére that little mouse.

TO THE KEY OF MY STRONG BOX.

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Get up, fool, fróm your bended knee

THE WAY TO HEAVEN.

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THE BEGGAR AND THE BISHOP.

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