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Deplore, ye Graces, Chloe's death deplore .
I care not to divert, still less I care
God 's not the word thou oftenest hear'st in Rome
Ás I muttered to myself once
am the hare; thou, reader, art the lion .
Your gift 's the payment of a previous debt
Íf you don't know what 's a trúe friend
“Pshaw! the poetic breed 's extinct,” said once.
Sing ding-a-dong-ding, boys, sing ding-a-dong-ding
Weigh well thy judgment, thou that judgest me
Decide, kind critic, of what stock we are come
“True wisdom whát is 't?” Let me think. Trúe wisdom
“Halt! who goes there ?” the sentry cried
TO SELINA .
Fie! you've só ill writ my verses
Thou ask'st my counsel in this matter, friend
The wind said to the harp-string:
IN THE ALBUM OF SIGNOR FRANCESCO BARTOLINI
I sing the captain and the pious arms
TO LOUISA, ON OUR LEAVING PISTOJA, April, 1858
On a terrace of the Hradschin'.
JOHANNES LEIS, INNKEEPER ON THE BRENNER, Sept. 30, 1856
Their tombs stand on the Appian, with their names
Once on a time I made a great acquaintance
I wish you joy, sir, of a son and heir
Fifty years and five, and upwards .
Can you téll me, my fine little fellow, from what
Great big fishes have great big mouths .
The mighty puritan hoped, and he was right
IN EMMA NIENDORF'S (LA BARONNE SUCKOW's) ALBUM
I closed mine eyes and, lo! beside my couch
His lordship had too much drunk and saw double
Life is a walk along a colonnade .
The letters in the Book of Knowledge run
THEODORIC THE GOTH
WILLIAM AND EMMA
One womb maternal gave birth to two brothers .
Fear, in the evening born, and nursed all night
INSTRUCTIONS FOR A YOUNG POET
Said I to my
59 59 60 60 61 62 62 63 64 65 65 66 69 70 70 72 73 74 75 75 76 76 77 78 78 79 80 82 84 85 85 86 87 87
There is a way to be beloved . .
TO SELINA ON THE FIRST OF JANUARY, WITH A JAR OF HONEY .
TO OVID DEPARTING FOR TOMI.
They call her Morning Red. She is a damsel
They call her Evening Gray. She is a matron
Begone, come near me not, O most profane'.
"Fool!" said the sensualist to the laborious .
All the whole world loves twaddle: "How do you know?”
In Error's wood there are a thousand paths .
"Judge me not, father!" said the ingenuous youth
The farmer's dairy and the poet's study
By Youth and Age alike, the present 's borne .
Old father Time brings truth to light
It 's true to the letter .
Sleep is a froward child who when you will
INSCRIPTION ON AN EGG .
Poetry to understand
We, though a little word of two short letters
PROMETHEUS AND 10 .
“Pearls before swine, which turn again and rend you !"
Whether Truth is the child of Time
"Lay bý your poem nine long years,"
INSCRIPTION FOR THE BANK OF IRELAND, FORMERLY THE IRISH PARLIAMENT
“Wasting time!” time can't be wasted
Until it 's struck upon
Pretty Moon, whom I so often
A tap came to my bedroom door, one day
There was a time the world admired
THE CHAMOIS - HUNTER.
A rare, scarce yet acclimatized exotic
The old song still, the old song still
EPITAPH FOR JULIUS CAESAR
Whoever most successfully ignores
A POET'S PROPOSAL OF MARRIAGE .
Whát race is it which a man runs
I follow not the rhymer's trade
EPITAPH FOR ANACREON
Loyal and full of confidence in princes
TRUTH AND FALSEHOOD
PHILOSOPHY'S LABOUR LOST.
Eternal youth cannot be and was never
"Fresh fish from Helicon! who 'll buy? who 'll buy ?"
Look circumspect round you before Danger comes
THE TWO LOOKING - GLASSES.
Like weeds which a gardener throws out on (the dunghill
In all things else thou mayst agree .
ANNIVERSARY OF MY MOTHER'S DEATH
The Don, he has bestrode his steed
WIND, WOMAN AND KING.
Forget the past, fear not the morrow
Only God sees the heart. True, of all hearts
I know some wiseacres who think
The lamp no light shows, when I 'm far .
THE NINE MAIDENS OF CRACOW.
Once on a time it happened, it 's full many a year ago
Following the example of Saint Patrick's dean.
FRAGMENT. II. . .
I daily come and daily go
FORTUNA FAVET FORTIBUS
FATE AND FORTUNE
“Who 'll a blushing red rose buy?”
EARLY CLOSING .
SAXON BARD AND MILESIAN SCHOLIAST
HOUSE OF CARDS
Speech is God's gift to enable Man to hide
Belinda from the glass turns wroth away .
An air balloon, it seemed, or diving-bell
MOTTO FOR THE AUTHOR'S SIX PHOTOGRAPHS OF THE HEROIC TIMES
Up to the ears, I have heard it said
Know thine own self, the wise man said of old
I have three friends who read my books .
ROMA, CAPITALE D'ITALIA
Two hundred men and eighteen killed
When I was young I had so much of life
A man 's a fool, I 've heard it said
LA LENGUA QUEDA, Y LOS OJOS LISTOS .
WRITTEN IN SCHOLASTICA'S DENKBUCH, SEEHAUS, ACHENSEE, Oct. 9, 1861. 161
Thou didst well, Maro, to decree
The art of speaking 's not, to speak the truth
Mine eye lights never on a bearded fop
No cat has two tails, I have heard
HOPE AND MEMORY
My old grandfather sported a very old wig
Each morn, I 'm born .
VISITING THE TOMB OF BEATO ANGELICO, IN THE CHURCH OF SANTA MARIA
SOPRA MINERVA, Rome, 1865
See where in broad array the Wheaten host
CATCH FOR A PARTY OF TOURISTS.
Poet's verse, I 've heard it said
Happy the man who sees the world
I am the pink of courtesy
TO AN ETHNOLOGIST
I had a friend, a learned friend
MAD AND FOOL .
So thou 'dst have me always sighing
SOLDIER AND VIVANDIERA.
Who keeps a lapdog need seek no excuse
HYPHEN AND HYMEN.
SUB PERSONA: MRS. JANE HOPKINS, INVITING THE AUTHOR TO DRINK TEA
TO THEIR EXCELLENCIES THE LORDS JUSTICES
TO THE RIVER GRIESE.
Page 18, line 1, instead of EMIGRE read EMIGRÉ.
Page 35, line 4 from top, instead of Às read As
Page 44, line 8 from top, instead of day's read Day's
Page 66, line 1, instead of Òn read On
Page 74, line 7 from top, instead of stóut-heart, read stóut
Page 94, line 2 from top, after both supply comma.
in MY BOOK:
Sign. H4, line 4 from bottom, instead of and takes read
in A HALF YEAR'S POEMS:
Page 53, line 7 from bottom, instead of venta read fonda
Page 55, line 8 from bottom, instead of venta, read fonda,
in THALIA PETASATA:
Page 26, line 15 from top, instead of pallid purple read