i ro ^ w .< w i » h n ii ^i | finTW«n THE LIBRARY OF THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA LOS ANGELES mf^,^ » \ ^ I LONDON LYRICS th^ r.'DON. 1876 LONDON LYRICS BY FREDERICK LOCKER A NEW EDITION, ENLARGED AND FINALLY REVISED. Henry S. King & Co. London 1876 {The rights of iranslaiiai and of reproduction are reserved.) (C. C. I..) I PAUSE upon the threshold — dear, most dear — To write thy name ; so may my book acquire One golden leaf. For Some yet sojourn here Who come and go in saintliest attire, Not known, or only by the few who see The cross they bear, the good that they have wrought Of such art thou, and I have found in thee Truth and the love that He, the Master, taught. Thou lovest thy humble poet : canst thou say With truth, my dearest, " And I like his lay " ? Rome, May, 1862. CONTENTS. Page THE OLD CRADLE I PICCADILLY 3 THE OLD GOVERNMENT CLERK 6 THE PILGRIMS OF PALL MALL ...... 9 TEMPORA MUTANTIR ! 12 CIRCUMSTANCE I 5 ARCADIA 16 THE CASTLE IN THE AIR 22 A WISH . . 27 GERALDINE GREEN : — 1. THE SERENADE 29 2. MY LIFE IS A . . . . . . 30 VANITY FAIR J- BRAMBLE-RISE 34 viii Contents. Page OLD LETTERS 38 MY FIRST-BORN 4I THE widow's mite 43 ST. George's, hanover square . . ... 44 A HUMAN SKULL 45 TO MY OLD FRIEND POSTUMUS . . ... 47 LOULOU AND HER CAT 49 THE NYMPH OF THE WELL 5 1 "her quiet RESTING-PLACE IS FAR AWAY " . . 53 REPLY TO A LETTER ENCLOSING A LOCK OF HAIR . . 55 the BEAR PIT 59 MY NEIGHBOUR ROSE 61 THE OLD OAK-TREE AT HATFIELD BROADOAK . . 65 TO MY GRANDMOTHER 71 THE SKELETON IN THE CUPBOARD i . . -75 ON AN OLD MUFF 7^ AN INVITATION TO ROME AND THE REPLY : — 1. THE INVITATION 82 2. THE REPLY 86 GERALDINE 9I THE HOUSEMAID 95 Contents. ix Page THE jester's plea 98 TO MY MISTRESS lOI MY mistress's boots IO3 THE ROSE AND THE RING I06 NUPTIAL VERSES I08 MRS. SMITH Ill IMPLORA PACE 1 14 MR. PLACId'S FLIRTATION II6 BEGGARS . . 120 THE jester's MORAL 1 23 ADVICE TO A POET I28 AN ASPIRATION _. . . . I32 A GARDEN IDYLL I34 ST. JAMES'S STREET I36 ROTTEN ROW I4O A NICE CORRESPONDENT ! I43 AN OLD BUFFER I46 TO LINA OSWALD ........ I48 ON "A PORTRAIT OF A LADY" 150 THE MUSIC PALACE 153 A TERRIBLE INFANT ....... 155 X Contents. Page at hurlingham i56 unreflecting childhood . . . . . -159 gertrude's necklace 161 Gertrude's glove ....... 163 M.\BEL : — 1. AT HER WINDOW . . . . . . . 164 2. HER MUFF 165 TO LINA OSWALD 168 THE REASON WHY I70 A WINTER FANTASY . . . . . . . . I7I THE UNREALIZED IDEAL I73 IT MIGHT HAVE BEEN . 1 75 LOVE AND DEATH 1 77 THE OLD STONEMASON 1 78 A RHYME OF ONE 180 MY SONG 182 INCHBAE 1 84 HEINE TO HIS MISTRESS ....... 1S6 ANY POET TO HIS LOVE 187 NOTES . . - 189 THE OLD CRADLE. And this was your Cradle ? Why, surely, my Jenny, Such cosy dimensions go clearly to show You were an exceedingly small picaninny Some nineteen or twenty short summers ago. Your baby-days flow'd in a much-troubled channel ; I see you, as then, in your impotent strife, A tight little bundle of wailing and flannel, Perplex'd with the newly-found fardel of Life. To hint at an infantile frailty's a scandal ; Let bygones be bygones, for somebody knows It was bliss such a Baby to dance and to dandle, — Your cheeks were so dimpled, so rosy your toes ! Ay, here is your Cradle ; and Hope, a bright spirit, With Love now is watching beside it, I know. They guard the wee nest it was yours to inherit Some nineteen or twenty short summers ago. ^V B 2 The Old Cradle. It is Hope gilds the future, Love welcomes it smiling; Thus wags this old world, therefore stay not to ask, " My future bids fair, is my future beguiling ? " If mask'd, still it pleases — then raise not its mask. Is Life a poor coil some would gladly be doffing ? He is riding post-haste who their wrongs will adjust; For at most 'tis a footstep from cradle to coffin — From a spoonful of pap to a mouthful of dust. Then smile as your future is smiling, my Jenny ; I see you, except for those infantine woes, Little changed since you were but a small picaninny — Your cheeks were so dimpled, so rosy your toes ! Ay, here is your Cradle, much, much to my liking, Though nineteen or twenty long winters have sped. Hark ! As I'm talking there's six o'clock striking, — It is time Jenny's baby should be in its bed. 1855- PICCADILLY. Minnie, in her Jia7id a sixpence. Toddled off to hty some butter {Minnie's pinafore was spotless) Back she brought it to the gutter ; Gleeful, radiant, as she thus did. Proud to be so Ixrgely trusted. One, two, three small steps she'd taken Blissfully came little Minnie ; W/ien, poor bantling ! doivn she tumbled. Daubed her hands, and face, and pinny, Dropping, too, the little slut, Jier Pat of butter in the gtitter. Never creep hack so despairing — Dry tlwse eyes, my little fairy : Most of us start off in high glee, Mafty co/ne back "quite contrairy." Pve mourn d sixpences in scores too. Damaged hopes and pitiaf ores too. A Sketch in Seven Dials. Piccadilly ! Shops, palaces, bustle, and breeze ; The whirring of wheels, and the murmur of trees ; By night or by day, whether noisy or stilly, Whatever my mood is, I love Piccadilly. Wet nights, when the gas on the pavement is streaming, And young Love is watching, and old Love is dreaming, And Beauty is whirling to conquest, where shrilly Cremona makes nimble thy toes, Piccadilly ! B 2 4 Piccadilly. Bright days, when a stroll is my afternoon wont, And I meet all the people I do know, or don't: — Here is jolly old Brown, and his fair daughter Lillie — No wonder some pilgrims affect Piccadilly ! See yonder pair riding, how fondly they saunter, She smiles on her poet, whose heart's in a canter ! Some envy her spouse, and some covet her filly, He envies them both, — he's an ass, Piccadilly ! Were I such a bride, with a slave at my feet, I would choose me a house in my favourite street ; Yes or no — I would carry my point, willy-nilly : If " no," — pick a quarrel ; if " yes," — Piccadilly! From Primrose balcony, long ages ago, "Old Q." sat at gaze, — who now passes below? A frolicsome statesman, the Man of the Day ; A laughing philosopher, gallant and gay ; Never darling of fortune more manfully trod, Full of years, full of fame, and the world at his nod : Can the thought reach his heart, and then leave it more chilly — " Old P. or Old Q.,— I must quit Piccadilly "? Piccadilly. 5 Life is chequer'd; a patchwork of smiles and of frowns; We value its ups, let us muse on its downs ; There's a side that is bright, it will then turn us t'other, One turn, if a good one, deserves yet another. These downs are delightful, these ups are not hilly, — Let us turn one more turn ere we quit Piccadilly. 1856. ^ THE OLD GOVERNMENT CLERK. (OLD STYLE.) A kindly good man, quite a stranger to fame. His Jteart still is green, tho' his Jiead sliows a fioar lock ; PerJiaps his pari icttlar star is to blame, — It may be he never took Time by tlie forelock. We knew an old scribe, it was " once on a time," An era to set sober datists despairing : Then let them despair ! Darby sat in a chair, Near the Cross that gave name to the village of Charing. Though silent and lean, Darby was not malign, What hair he had left was more silver than sable ; He had also contracted a curve in the spine, From bending too constantly over a table. His pay and expenditure, quite in accord, Were both on the strictest economy founded ; His rulers were known as the Sealing-wax Board, — They ruled where red tape and snug places abounded. The Old Government Clerk. 7 In his heart he look'd down on this dignified knot ; And why ? The forefather of one of these senators — A rascal concern'd in the Gunpowder Plot — Had been barber-surgeon to Darby's progenitors. Poor fool, is not life a vagary of luck ? For thirty long years — of genteel destitution — He'd been writing despatches; which means he had stuck Some heads and some tails to much circumlocution. This would seem rather weary and dreary ; but, no ! Though strictly inglorious, his days were quiescent. His red-tape was tied in a true-lover's bow Every night when returning to Rosemary Crescent. There Joan meets him smiling, the young ones are there; His coming is bliss to the half-dozen wee things ; The dog and the cat have a greeting to spare, And Phyllis, neat-handed, is laying the tea-things. East wind, sob eerily ! Sing, kettle, cheerily ! Baby's abed, but its father will rock it ; — His little ones boast their permission to toast That cake the good fellow brings home in his pocket. 8 TJie Old Govenunejit Clerk. This greeting the silent old Clerk understands, Now his friends he can love, had he foes he could mock them ; So met, so surrounded, his bosom expands, — Some hearts have more need of such homes to unlock them. And Darby at least is resign'd to his lot ; And Joan, rather proud of the sphere he's adorning, Has well-nigh forgotten that Gunpowder Plot, — And he won't recall it till ten the next morning. A day must be near when, in pitiful case, f He will drop from his Branch, like a fruit more than mellow ; Is he yet to be found in his usual place ? Or is he already forgotten ? poor fellow ! If still at his duty he soon will arrive ; He passes this turning because it is shorter ; He always is here as the clock's going five — Where is he? . . . Ah, it is chiming the quarter! 1856. THE PILGRIMS OF PALL MALL. Her eyes and her hair A re superb ; She stands in despair On the kerb. Quick, stranger, advance To her aid: — She's across, -with a glance You're repaid. She's fair, and you're tall, fal-lal-la .'— What will come of it all ? Chi lo sa ! Cupid on the Crossing. My little friend, so small, so neat, Whom years ago I used to meet In Pall Mall daily, How cheerily you tript away To work, it might have been to play, You tript so gaily. And Time trips too ! This moral means You then were midway in the teens That I was crowning ; We never spoke, but when I smiled At morn or eve, I know, dear Child, You were not frowning. 10 The Pilgrims of Pall Mall. Each morning that we met, I think One sentiment us two did Hnk, Not joy, nor sorrow ; And then at eve, experience-taught, Our hearts were Hghter for the thought,— We meet to-morrow ! And you were poor, so poor ! and why ? How kind to come, it was for my Especial grace meant ! Had you a chamber near the stars, — A bird, — some treasured plants in jars, About your casement ? Often I wander up and down, When morning bathes the silent town In dewy glory ; Perhaps, unwitting, I have heard Your thrilling-toned canary-bird From that third story. I've seen some change since last we met- A patient little seamstress yet, On small wage striving. Have you a Lilliputian spouse ? TJlc Pilgrims of Pall Mali 1 1 And do you dwell in some doll's house ? — Is baby thriving ? My heart grows chill ! Can soul like thine, Weary of this dear World of mine, Have loosed its fetter, To find a world, whose promised bliss Is better than the best of this ? — And is it better ? Sometimes to Pall Mall I repair, And see the damsels passing there ; But if I try to . . . To get one glance, they look discreet, As though. they'd some one else to meet; — As have not / too ? Yet still I often think upon Our many meetings, come and gone, July — December ! Now let us make a tryst, and when, Dear little soul, we meet again, In some serener sphere, why then Thy friend remember. 1856. TEMPORA MUTANTUR! He dropt a tear on SusatCs bier. He sceni'd a most despairhig swain ; But bluer sky brought newer tie. And — wonld he wish her back again ? TJie moments fly, and when we die. Will Philly Thistletop complain ? She'll cry and sigh, and — dry her eye. And let herself be woo'd again. A Kind Providence. Yes, here, once more a traveller, I find the Angel Inn, Where landlord, maids, and serving-men Receive me with a grin : Surely they can't remember Me, My hair is grey and scanter ; I'm changed, so changed since I was here- to tempora mutantur ! The Angel's not much alter'd since The happy month of June, That brought me here with Pamela To spend our honeymoon. Tempora Mutantiir ! Ah me, I even recollect The shape of this decanter ! — We've since been both much put about — tempora mutantur ! Ay, there's the clock, and looking-glass Reflecting me again ; She vow'd her Love was very fair, 1 see I'm very plain. And there's that daub of Prince Leeboo : 'Twas Pamela's fond banter To fancy it resembled me — O tempora miitajitur ! The curtains have been dyed; but there, Unbroken, is the same, The very same crack'd pane of glass On which I scratch'd her name. Yes, there's her tiny flourish still ; It used to so enchant her To link two happy names in one — O tempora mutantur ! 14 Tcmpora Mutantur ! What brought this pilgrim here 1 a?id why Was Pamela away ? It may be she hadfoimd her grave. Or he had found her gay. The fairest fade, the best of me}i Have met with a siipplanter ; — / wish that I could like this cry Of tempora mutantur ! 1S56. CIRCUMSTANCE. THE ORANGE, " Ai Brighton, just a year ago. As I was leaving maison mutton, My scarf got caught, it ziex'd -ine so. On that tall Captain Rose's button I thought he'd thitik me too inane A nd awkivard that September sunny, And now September's cojne again ! And no7v we're juarricd I — aiiOt it/uizfiy ? " Extract from Mrs. Rose's Diarv. It ripen'd by the river banks, Where, mask and moonlight aiding, Dons Bias and Juan play their pranks, Dark Donnas serenading. By Moorish damsel it was pluck'd, Beneath the golden day there ; By swain 'twas then in London suck'd — Who flung the peel away there. He could not know in Pimlico, As little she in Seville, That / should reel upon that peel, And — wish them at the devil. 1856. ARCADIA. Ves, Fortune desen'es to be chidden, It is a coincidence q Jicer — Whenever one ivanis to be hidden Some blockhead is sure to appear ! The healthy-wealthy-wise affirm That early birds obtain the worm, — (The worm rose early too !) Who scorns his couch should glean by rights A world of pleasant sounds and sights That vanish with the dew. Bright Phosphor, from his watch released, Now fading from the purple east. As morning gets the stronger; — The comely cock that vainly strives To crow from sleep his drowsy wives, Who would be dozing longer. Uxorious Chanticleer — And hark ! Upraise thine eyes, and find the lark. The matutine musician Arcadia. 17 Who heavenward soars on rapture's wings, Sought, yet unseen — -who mounts and sings In musical derision. From sea-girt pile, where nobles dwell, A daughter waves her sire Farewell Across the sunlit water : All these were heard or seen by one Who stole a march upon that sun And then upon that daughter. This dainty maid, the county's pride, A white lamb trotting at her side. Had tript it through the park ; A fond and gentle foster-dam, Maybe she slumber'd with her lamb, Thus rising with the lark. ^t) The lambkin frisk'd, the lady fain Would coax him back, she call'd in vain. The rebel proved unruly ; The sun came streaming o'er the lake ; — One follow'd for the maid's dear sake, A happy fellow truly. 1 8 A rcadia. The maid gave chase, the lambkin ran As only woolly truant can Who never felt a crook ; But stay'd at length, as if disposed To drink, where tawny sands disclosed The margin of a brook. His mistress, who had follow'd fast, Cried, " Little rogue, you're caught at last ; You've made me lose my shoe ! " She then the wanderer convey'd Where kindly shrubs, in branching shade, Were screen and shelter too : And timidly she glanced around, All fearful lest the slightest sound Might mortal footfall be ; Then shrinkingly she stept aside One moment — and her garter tied The truant to a tree. Perhaps the world would like to know The hue of this enchanting bow, And if 'twere silk or laced ; Arcadia. 19 No, not from him ! Be pleased to think It might be either — blue or pink ; 'Twas tied with maiden taste. Suffice it that the child was fair As Una, blythe, with golden hair, And come of high degree ; And though her feet were pure from stain, She turn'd her to the brook again. And laved them dreamingly. Awhile she sat in maiden mood. And watch'd the shadows from the wood, That varied on the stream ; And as each pretty foot she dipp'd, The little waves rose crystal-lipp'd In welcome, as 'twould seem. Yet reveries are fleeting things, That come and go on whimsy wings j As kindly fancy taught her. The Fair her tender day-dream nursed ; But when the light-blown bubble burst. She wearied of the water ; c 2 20 Arcadia. Betook her to the spot where, yet, Safe tether'd lay her captured pet, To roving tastes a martyr ; But all at once she spied a change. And scream'd (it seem'd so very strange !)- Cried Echo, Where's my garter ? . . . The Lady led her lambkin home ! Maybe she thought, "No more we'll roam At peep of day together ; " Well, if they do, or if they don't. It's pretty clear that roam she won't Without an extra tether. A pure white stone will mark this morn ; He wears a prize, one gladly worn, Love's gage, though not intended ; And let him wear it near his heart, Till sun, and moon, and stars depart, And chivalry has ended. Dull World ! He now resigns to you The tinsel star, and ribbon blue, That pride for folly barters : A rcadia. 2 1 He'll bear his cross amid your jars, His ribbon prize, and thank his stars He does not crave your garters. 1849. THE CASTLE IN THE AIR. The old, old tale ! ay, there's the smart : tier lieart, or what she call'd Iter heart. Was hard as granite : IVho breaks a heart, and than otnits To gather -up the broken bits. Is heartless, Janet. You shake your saucy curls, and vow I build no airy castles now ; You smile, and you are thinking too, He's nothing else on earth to do. It needs romance, my Lady Fair, To build a Castle in the Air : Ethereal brick, and rainbow beam. The gossamer of fancy's dream ; Much, too, the architect may lack, Who labours in the Zodiac, To rear what I, from chime to chime. Attempted once upon a time. My Castle was a gay retreat In Air, that rather gusty shire, The Castle in the Air. 23 A cherub's model country seat, — Could model cherub such require. Nor twinge nor tax existence tortured, Even the cherub spared my orchard ! No worm destroy'd the gourd I planted, And showers came when rain was wanted. I own'd a tract of purple mountain, A sweet mysterious haunted fountain, A terraced lawn, a summer lake. By sun- or moon-beam always bumish'd ; And then my cot, by some mistake, Unlike most cots, was neatly furnish'd. — A trellis'd porch, a pictured hall, A Hebe laughing from the wall ; Vases, Etruscan and Cathay ; While under arms and armour wreath'd In trophied guise, the marble breathed — A peering faun — a startled fay. On silken cushion, laced and pearl'd, A shaggy pet from Skye was curl'd ; While, drowsy-eyed, would dozing swing A parrot in his golden ring. 24 The Castle hi the Air. All this I saw one happy day, And more than now I care to name ; Here, lately shut, that work-box lay, There stood your own embroidery frame. And over this piano bent A Form from some pure region lent. Her auburn tresses darkly shone In clusters, lovely as your own ; And as her fingers touch'd the keys, How strangely they resembled these ! Yes, you, you only, Lady Fair, Adorn'd a Castle in the Air, Where Life, without the least foundation Became a charming occupation. We heard with much sublime disdain The far-off thunder of Cockaigne ; And saw through rifts of silver cloud The rolling smoke that hid the crowd. With souls released from earthly tether We hymn'd the tender moon together. Our sympathy from night to noon Rose crescent with that crescent moon ; The night was briefer than the song, The Castle in the Air. 25 And happy as the day was long. We lived and loved in cloudless climes, And died (in verse) a thousand times ! Yes, you, you only, Lady Fair, Adom'd my Castle in the Air. Now, tell me, could you dwell content In such a baseless tenement ? Say, could so delicate a flower Exist in such a breezy bower ? Because, if you would settle in it, 'Twere built for love in half a minute. What's love ? Why love (for two) at best Is only a delightful jest ; But not so nice for one or three, — I only wish you'd jest with me. ' You shake your head and wonder why A denizen of dear Mayfair Should be so silly as to try And build a Castle in the Air. " I've music, books, and all," you say, " To make the gravest lady gay. 26 The Castle in the Air. I'm told my essays mark research, My sketches have endovv'd a church ; I've partners who have brihiant parts — I've lovers who have broken hearts. Poor Polly would not care to fly, And Mop, you know, was bom in Skye. To realise your tete d tcte Might jeopardise a giddy pate ; Indeed, my much devoted vassal, I'm sorry that you've built your Castle ! " The lady's smile showed no remorse, — " My worthless toy has lost its gilding," I murmur'd with pathetic force, " And here's an end of castle-building ; " Then strode away in mood morose To blame the Sage of Careless Close ; He trifled with my tale of sorrow, — " What's marr'd to-day is made to-morrow ; Romance can roam not far from home, Knock gently, she must answer soon ; I'm sixty-five, and yet I strive To hang my garland on the moon." 1848. A WISH. To the south of the church, and beneath yonder yew, A pair of child lovers I've seen ; More than once were they there, and the years of the two When united, might number thirteen. They sat by a grave that had never a stone The name of the dead to determine ; It was Life paying Death a brief visit, — a known And a notable text for a sermon. They tenderly prattled ; oh what did they say ? The turf on that hillock was new. Little Friends, could ye know aught of death or decay ? Could the dead be regardful of you ? I wish to believe, and believe it I must, That there her loved father was laid : I wish to believe — I will take it on trust — That father knew all that they said. 28 A Wish. My Own, you are five, very nearly the age Of that poor little fatherless child, And some day a true-love your heart will engage. When on earth I my last may have smiled. Then come to my grave, like a good little lass, Where'er it may happen to be ; And if any daisies should peer through the grass. Be sure they are kisses from me. And place not a stone to distinguish my name. For stranger and gossip to see ; But come with your lover, as these lovers came, And talk to him sweetly of me. And while you are smiling, your father will smile Such a dear little daughter to have ; But mind, — oh yes, mind you are happy the while- / wish you to visit my grave. 1856. GERALDINE GREEN. I. THE SERENADE. If paihos should thy bosom stir To tears more sweet than laughter. Then bless its kind interpreter, A nd love him ever after ! Light slumber is quitting The eyelids it prest ; The fairies are flitting, Who charm'd thee to rest. Where night dews were falling, Now feeds the wild bee ; The starling is calling, My darling, for thee. The wavelets are crisper That thrill the shy fern ; The leaves fondly whisper, " We wait thy return." }o Geraldiiie Green. Arise then, and hazy Distrust from thee fling, For sorrows that crazy To-morrows may bring, A vague yearning smote us, But wake not to weep ; My bark, Love, shall float us Across the still deep, To isles where the lotus Erst lull'd thee to sleep. 1861. II, MY LIFE IS A Fair Emma mocks my trials, Sfie pokes her jokes in Seveuoaks At me in Seven Dials. — At Worthing, an exile from Geraldine G , How aimless, how wretched an exile is he ! Promenades are not even prunella and leather To lovers, if lovers can't foot them together. He flies the parade, by the ocean he stands ; He traces a " Geraldine G." on the sands ; Geraldijie Green. 31 Only '^ G. ! " though her loved patronymic is *' Green," — " I will not betray thee, my own Geraldine." The fortunes of men have a time and a tide, And Fate, the old Fury, will not be denied ; That name was, of course, soon wiped out by the sea, — She jilted the exile, did Geraldine G. They meet, but they never have spoken since that ; He hopes she is happy, — he knows she is fat ; She, woo'd on the shore, now is wed in the Strand, — And / — it was I wrote her name on the sand. 1854. VANITY FAIR. ** Vanitas vanitatum " has rung in the ears Of gentle and simple for thousands of years ; The wail still is heard, yet its notes never scare Either simple or gentle from Vanity Fair. I often hear people abusing it, yet There the young go to learn and the old to forget ; The mirth may be feigning, the sheen may be glare. But the gingerbread's gilded in Vanity Fair. Old Dives there rolls in his chariot, but mind Atra Cur a is up with the lacqueys behind ; Joan trudges with Jack, — are the Sweethearts aware Of the trouble that waits them in Vanity Fair ? We saw them all go, and w^e something may leam Of the harvest they reap when we see them return ; The tree was enticing, its branches are bare, — Heigho for the promise of Vanity Fair. Vanity Fair. 33 That stupid old Dives, once honest enough, His honesty sold for star, ribbon, and stuff; And Joan's pretty face has been clouded with care Since Jack bought her ribbons at Vanity Fair. Contemptible Dives ! too credulous Joan ! Yet we all have a Vanity Fair of our own ; My son, you have yours, but you need not despair — I own I've a weakness for Vanity Fair, Philosophy halts — wise counsels are vain. We go, we repent, we return there again ; To-night you will certainly meet with us there — So come and be merry in Vanity Fair. 1852. BRAMBLE-RISE. These days were soon the days of yore ; Six sunttners pass, and then That tnrtsing man luoii/d see once inore The fountain in the glett. The Russet Pitcher. What changes meet my wistful eyes In quiet little Bramble-Rise, The pride of all the shire ; How alter'd is each pleasant nook ; — And used the dumpy church to look So dumpy in the spire ? This village is no longer mine ; And though the Inn has changed its sign, The beer may not be stronger ; The river, dwindled by degrees. Is now a brook, the cottages Are cottages no longer. The mud is brick, the thatch is slate, The pound has tumbled out of date. And all the trees are stunted : Bramble-Rise. 35 Surely these thistles once grew figs, These geese were swans, and once these pigs More musically grunted. Where boys and girls pursued their sports A locomotive puffs and snorts, And gets my malediction ; The turf is dust — the elves are fled — The ponds have shrunk — and tastes have spread To photograph and fiction. Ah, there's a face I know again, There's Patty trotting down the lane To fill her pail with water ; Yes, Patty ! but I fear she's not The tricksy Pat that used to trot. But Patty, — Patty's daughter ! And has she, too, outlived the spells Of breezy hills and silent dells Where childhood loved to ramble ? Then life was thornless to our ken, And, Bramble-Rise, thy hills were then A rise without a bramble. rj 2 3 ^ Bramhle-R ise. Whence comes the change ? 'Twere simply told ; For some grow wise, and some grow cold, And all feel time and trouble : If life an empty bubble be, How sad for those who cannot see The rainbow in the bubble ! And senseless too, for Madam Fate Is not the fickle reprobate That moody sages thought her ; My heart leaps up, and I rejoice, As falls upon my ear thy voice, My little friskful daughter. Come hither, fairy, perch on these Thy most unworthy father's knees, And tell him all about it. Are dolls a sham ? Can men be base ? When gazing on thy blessed face I'm quite prepared to doubt it. Though life is call'd a doleful jaunt, Though earthly joys, the wisest grant. Have no enduring basis ; Bramble-Rise. 37 It's pleasant in this lower sphere, To find with Puss, my daughter dear, A little cool oasis I Oh, may'st thou some day own, sweet elf, A pet just like thy winsome self, Her sanguine thoughts to borrow ; Content to use her brighter eyes, Accept her childish ecstasies, — If need be, share her sorrow. The wisdom of thy prattle cheers This heart ; and when, outworn in years, And homeward I am starting. Lead me, my darling, gently down To life's dim strand : the skies may frown, — But weep not for our parting. April, 1857. OLD LETTERS. Have sorrows come ? Has pleasure sped ? Is earthly bliss an empty bubble ? Is some one dull, or something- dead ? O may I, mayn't I share your trouble ? * » » Ay, so it is, and is it fair ? Poor men {your elders and your betters !) Who can't look pretty in despair. Feel guite as sad about their letters. Her Letters. Old letters ! wipe away the tear For lines so pale, so vainly worded ; A Pilgrim finds his journal here Since first his youthfiil loins were girded. Yes, here are wails fi-om Clapham Grove ; How could philosophy expect us To live with Dr. Wise, and love Rice pudding and the Greek Delectus ? How strange to commune with the Dead ! Dead joys, dead loves ; and wishes thwarted; Here's cruel proof of friendships fled, And, sad enough, of friends departed. Old Letters. 39 Yes, here's the offer that I wrote In '33 to Lucy Diver ; And here John Wylie's begging note, — He never paid me back a stiver. Here's news from Paternoster Row ; How mad I was when first I learnt it ! They would not take my Book, and now I wish to goodness I had burnt it. A ghastly bill ! " I disapproved And yet She help'd me to defray it : — What tokens of a mother's love ! O bitter thought, — I can't repay it. And here's a score of notes at last, With ''Love" and ''Dove;' and " Sever Never'' ; Though hope, though passion may be past, Their perfume seems — ah, sweet as ever. A human heart should beat for two, Whate'er may say your single scorners ; And all the hearths I ever knew Had got a pair of chimney-corners. 40 Old Letters. See here a double violet — Two locks of hair — A deal of scandal ; I'll burn what only brings regret — Kitty, go, fetch a lighted candle. 1856. MY FIRST-BORN. Of a worthless old Block sMs the dearest of Chips, For what nonsense she talks wlwn she opens Iter lips. Little Pitcher. " He shan't be their namesake, the rather That both are such opulent men : His name shall be that of his father, My Benjamin, shorten'd to Beti. " Yes, Ben, though it cost him a portion In each of my relatives' wills : I scorn such baptismal extortion — (That creaking of boots must be Squills.) " It is clear, though his means may be narrow, This infant his Age will adorn ; I shall send him to Oxford from Harrow, — I wonder how soon he'll be born ! " A spouse thus was airing his fancies Below, 'twas a labour of love. And was calmly reflecting on Nancy's More practical labour above ; 42 My First-born. Yet while it so pleased him to ponder, Elated, at ease, and alone ; That pale, patient victim up yonder Had budding delights of her own : Sweet thoughts, in their essence diviner Than paltry ambition and pelf; A cherub, no babe will be finer ! Invented and nursed by herself; At breakfast, and dining, and teaing, An appetite nought can appease, And quite a Young-Reasoning-Being When call'd on to yawn and to sneeze. What cares that heart, trusting and tender, For fame or avuncular wills ? Except for the name and the gender, She's almost as tranquil as Squills. That father, in reverie centred, Dumbfounder'd, his thoughts in a whirl. Heard Squills, as the creaking boots enter'd, Announce that his Boy was — a Girl. THE WIDOW'S MITE. A Widow — she had only one ! A puny and decrepit son ; But, day and night, Though fretful oft, and weak and small, A loving child, he was her all — The Widow's Mite. The Widow's Mite — ay, so sustain'd, She battled onward, nor complain'd Tho' friends were fewer : And while she toil'd for daily fare, A little crutch upon the stair Was music to her. I saw her then, — and now I see That, though resign'd and cheerful, she Has sorrow'd much : She has. He gave it tenderly, Much faith ; and, carefully laid by, A little crutch. 1856. ST. GEORGE'S, HANOVER SQUARE. W/iy little Di shoitld throw me over I never knew, — / ca7it discover. Or even guess ; Maybe Smith's lyrics she decided Were sweeter tlian tlie sweetest I did, — / acquiesce. She pass'd up the aisle on the arm of her sire, A dehcate lady in bridal attire, Fair emblem of virgin simplicity ; Half London was there, and, my word, there were few That stood by the altar, or hid in a pew. But envied Lord Nigel's fehcity. Beautiful Bride ! — So meek in thy splendour. So frank in thy love, and its trusting surrender, Departing you leave us the towTi dim ! May happiness wing to thy bower, unsought, And may Nigel, esteeming his bliss as he ought, Prove worthy thy worship, — confound him ! A HUMAN SKULL. A HUMAN Skull ! I bought it passing cheap, Indeed 'twas dearer to its first employer ! I thought mortality did well to keep Some mute memento of the Old Destroyer. Time was, some may have prized its blooming skin ; Here lips were woo'd, perhaps, in transport tender ; Some may have chuck'd what was a dimpled chin, And never had my doubt about its gender. Did she live yesterday or ages back ? What colour were the eyes when bright and waking ? And were your ringlets fair, or brown, or black, Poor little head ! that long has done with aching ? It may have held (to shoot some random shots) Thy brains, Eliza Fry ! or Baron Byron's ; The wits of Nelly Gwynn, or Doctor Watts, — Two quoted bards. Two philanthropic sirens. 46 A Human Skull. But this I trust is dearly understood ; If man or woman, if adored or hated — Whoever own'd this Skull was not so good, Nor quite so bad as many may have stated. Who love can need no special type of Death ; Death steals his icy hand where Love reposes ; Alas for love, alas for fleeting breath, — Immortelles bloom with Beauty's bridal roses. O true-love mine, what lines of care are these ? The heart still lingers with its golden hours, But fading tints are on the chestnut-trees. And where is all that lavish wealth of flowers ? The end is near. Life lacks what once it gave, Yet death has promises that call for praises ; A very worthless rogue may dig the grave. But hands unseen will dress the turf with daisies. i860. TO MY OLD FRIEND POSTUMUS. (J. G.) An J, like yon clocke, when twelve shalle sound To call onr soules away. Together may our hands be found. An earnest that we prate. My Friend, our few remaining years Are hasting to an end, They glide away, and Hnes are here That time can never mend ; Thy blameless life avails thee not, — My Friend, my dear old Friend ! Death lifts a burthen from the poor, And brings the weary rest. But oft from earth's green orchard trees The canker takes our best— The Well-beloved ! she bloom'd, and now The turf is on her breast. 48 To my Old Friend Postumus. Alas for love ! This peaceful home ! The darling at my knee ! My own dear wife ! Thyself, old Friend ! And must it come to me, That any face shall fill my place Unknown to them and thee ? Ay, all too vainly are we screen'd From peril, day and night 3 Those awful rapids must be shot, Our shallop will be slight ; — O pray that then we may descry Some cheering beacon-light. m LOULOU AND HER CAT. I'm nervous too, 1 hate a cat ! Extremely so; but, as for tJiat, It is not only cat or rat. Or haunted room, or ghostly chat. That makes ray heart go pit-a-pat. Good pastry is vended In Cite Fadette ; Maison Pons can make splendid Brioche and galettc. M'sieu Pons is so fat that He's laid on the shelf ; Aiadame had a cat that Was fat as herself. Long hair, soft as satin, A musical purr, 'Gainst the window she'd flatten Her delicate fur. I drove Lou to see what These worthies were at, — In rapture, cried she, " What An exquisite cat ! 50 Loiilou and her Cat. " What whiskers ! She's purring All over. Regale Our eyes, Puss., by stirring Your feathery tail ! " M'sieu Pofis, will you sell her ? " " Mafemme est sortie, Your offer I'll tell her ; But — will she ? " says he. Yet Pons was persuaded To pari with the prize : (Our bargain was aided, My Lou, by your eyes ! ) From his legitime save him, — My spouse I prefer, — For I warrant his gave him Un mauvais quart d'heure. I'm giving a pleasant Grimalkin to Lou, — Ah, Puss, what a present I'm giving to you ! THE NYMPH OF THE WELL. IV/ioever shall win you, — a Fun or a Phabe, Of course of all beauty she must be the belle ; If at Tunbridge you chance to fall hi with a Hebe, You will not fall out with a draugJit front the Well I She smiled as she gave him a draught from the springlet, — O Tunbridge, thy waters are bitter, alas ! But love has an ambush in dimple and ringlet ; "Thy health, pretty maiden ! " He emptied the glass. He saw, and he loved her, nor cared he to quit her ; The oftener he came there, the longer he stay'd ; Indeed though the spring was exceedingly bitter, We found him eternally pledging the maid. K preux chevalier, and but lately a cripple, He met with his hurt where a regiment fell ; But worse was he wounded when staying to tipple A bumper to " Phoebe, the Nymph of the Well." Some swore he was old, that his laurels were faded, All vow'd she was vastly too nice for a nurse ; But Love never looks on the matter as they did, — She took the brave soldier for better or worse. E z 52 The Nymph of the Well. And here is the home of her fondest election, The walls may be worn, but the ivy is green ; And here she has tenderly twined her affection Around a true soldier who bled for the Queen. See, yonder he sits, where the church-bells invite us. What child is that spelling the epitaphs there ? 'Tis the joy of his age ; and may love so requite us, When time shall have broken, or sickness, or care. And when he is gone, thro' her widowhood lowly He'll still live as Chivalry's Light to her son : But only on days that are high and are holy She will show him the Cross that her Hero had won. So taught, he will rather take after his father. And wear a long sword to our enemies' loss ; And some day or other he'll bring to his mother Victoria's gift — the Victoria Cross ! And then will her darling, like all good and true ones, Console and sustain her — the weak and the strong — And some day or other two black eyes or blue ones Will smile on his path as he journeys along. At Susan's iintne the fancy plays With chiming thoughts of early days, A nd hearts unwrung : When all too fair our fiittire smiled. When she was MirtKs adopted child, A nd I was young. * * * * And siatimer smiles, but summer spells Can never charm ivhere sorrozv dwells — No maiden/air. Or sad, or gay, the passer sees, — And still the much-loved elder-trees Throw shadows there. Her quiet resting-place is far away ; None dwelling there can tell you her sad story. The stones are mute. The stones could only say, " A humble spirit pass' d away to glory." She loved the murmur of this mighty town ; The lark rejoiced her from its lattice prison ; A streamlet lulls her now, the bird has flown, Some dust is waiting there — a soul has risen. No city smoke to stain the heather bells ; Sigh, gentle winds, around my lone love sleeping ; — She bore her burthen here, but now she dwells Where scorner never came, and none are weeping. 54 Her Quiet Restiiw-Place. My name was falter'd with her parting breath ; These arms were round my darUng at the latest-; All scenes of death are woe, but painful death In those we dearly love is woe the greatest. I could not die : He will'd it otherwise; My lot is here, and sorrow, wearing older, Weighs down the heart, but does not fill the eyes, — Even my friends may think that I am colder. But when at times I steal away from these. To find her grave, and pray to be forgiven, And when I watch beside her on my knees, I think I am a little nearer heaven. 1861. REPLY TO A LETTER ENCLOSING LOCK OF HAIR. site laugh' d— she climb' d ike giddy height ; - / /leld that climber small ; I even held her rather tight. For fear that sJie should fall. A dozen girls were chirping round. Like five-and-tiventy linnets ; — / mttst have held her, I'll be bound. Some five-and-twenty minutes. Yes, you were false, and, if I'm free, I still would be the slave of yore ; Then, join'd, our years were thirty-three, And now,— yes now I'm thirty-four. And though you were not learned — well, I was not anxious you should grow so ■— I trembled once beneath her spell Whose spelling was extremely so-so. Bright season ! why will Memory Still haunt the path our rambles took, — The sparrow's nest that made you cry. The lilies captured in the brook ? 56 Reply to a Letter. I'd lifted you from side to side, (You seem'd as light as that poor sparrow ;) I know who wish'd it twice as wide, I think you thought it rather narrow. Time was, indeed a little while, My pony could your heart compel ; And once, beside the meadow-stile, I thought you loved me just as well ; I'd kiss'd your cheek ; in sweet surprise Your troubled gaze said plainly, "Should he?' But doubt soon fled those daisy eyes, — " He could not mean to vex me, could he ? "' The brightest eyes are soonest sad, But your rose cheek, so lightly sway'd. Could ripple into dimples glad ; For oh, fair friend, what mirth we made ! The brightest tears are soonest dried. But your young love and dole were stable ; You wept when dear old Rover died, You wept — and dress'd your dolls in sable. As year succeeds to year, the more Imperfect life's fruition seems ; Reply to a Letter. 57 Our dreams, as baseless as of yore, Are not the same enchanting dreams. The girls I love now vote me slow — How dull the boys who once seem'd witty ! Perhaps I'm growing old, I know I'm still romantic, more's the pity. Vain the regret — To few, perchance, Unknown, and profitless to all : The wisely-gay, as years advance, Are gaily-wise. Whate'er befall. We'll laugh at folly, whether seen Under a chimney or a steeple ; At yours, at mine — our own, I mean. As well as that of other people. I'm fond of fun, the mental dew Where wit, and truth, and ruth are blent ; And yet I've known a prig or two, Who, wanting all, were all content ! To say I hate such dismal men Might be esteem'd a strong assertion ; If I've blue devils, now and then, I make them dance for my diversion. 58 Reply to a Letter. And here's your letter debonair — " My friend, my dear old friend of yore " And is this curl your daughter's hair ? I've seen the Titian tint before. Are we the pair that used to pass Long days beneath the chestnut shady ? Then you were such a pretty lass — I'm told you're now as fair a lady. I've laugh'd to hide the tear I shed, As when the Jester's bosom swells, And mournfully he shakes his head, We hear the jingle of his bells. A jesting vein your poet vex'd, And this poor rhyme, the Fates determine, Without a parson or a text, Has proved a rather prosy sermon. 1859. THE BEAR PIT. IN THE ZOOLOGICAL GARDENS. // seems that jioor Bruin has never had peace ' Twixt bald men in Bethel, and wise men in grease. Old Adage. We liked the bear's serio-comical face, As he loll'd with a lazy, a lumbering grace ; Said Slyboots to me (just as if she had none), " Papa, let's give Bruin a bit of your bun." Says I, " A plum bun might please wistful old Bruin,. He can't eat the stone that the cruel boy threw in ; Stick yours on the point of mamma's parasol, And then he will climb to the top of the pole. "Some bears have got two legs, and some have got more. Be good to old bears if they've no legs or four ; Of duty to age you should never be careless, — My dear, I am bald, and I soon may be hairless ! 6o The Bear Pit. " The gravest aversion exists among bears From rude forward persons who give themselves airs, — We know how some graceless young people were maul'd For plaguing a Prophet, and calling him bald. " Strange ursine devotion ! Their dancing-days ended, Bears die to ' remove ' what, in life, they defended : They succour'd the Prophet, and, since that affair, The bald have a painful regard for the bear." My Moral— Small people may read it, and run. (The child has my moral, — the bear has my bun.) MY NEIGHBOUR ROSE. And knavves and luenckes, less adoe, My neighbour is astir : By cockke and pie she lutes it too Behynde the silver fir I Though walls but thin our hearths divide, We're strangers, dwelling side by side ; How gaily all your days must glide Unvex'd by labour. I've seen you weep, and could have wept ; I've heard you sing, (and might have slept !) Sometimes I hear your chimney swept. My charming neighbour ! Your pets are mine. Pray what may ail The pup, once eloquent of tail ? I wonder why your nightingale Is mute at sunset. Your puss, demure and pensive, seems Too fat to mouse. Much she esteems Yon sunny wall, and, dozing, dreams Of mice she once ate. 62 My Neighbour Rose. Our tastes agree. I dote upon Frail jars, turquoise and celadon, The Wedding March of Mendelssohn, And Penseroso. When sorely tempted to purloin Yonx pieid of Marc Antoine, Fair virtue doth fair play enjoin, Fair Virtuoso ! At times an Ariel, cruel-kind, Will kiss my lips, and stir your blind, And whisper low, " She hides behind ; Thou art not lonely." The tricksy sprite would erst assist At hush'd Verona's moonlight tryst; — Sweet Capulet, thou wert not kiss'd By light winds only. I miss the simple days of yore, When two long braids of hair you wore, And chat botte was wonder'd o'er, In corner cosy. Jl'Iy Neighbour Rose. 63 But gaze not back for tales like those : It's all in order, I suppose ; The Bud is now a blooming Rose, — A rosy-posy ! Indeed, farewell to bygone years ; How wonderful the change appears ; For curates now, and cavaliers, In turn perplex you : The last are birds of feather gay, Who swear the first are birds of prey ; I'd scare them all had I my way, But that might vex you. Sometimes I've envied, it is true. That hero, joyous twenty-two, Who sent bouquets and bilkts doux, And wore a sabre. The rogue ! how close his arm he wound About her waist, who never frown'd. He loves you, Child. Now, is he bound To love jny neighbour ? 64 My Neighbour Rose. The bells are ringing. As is meet, White favours fascinate the street, Sweet faces greet me, rueful-sweet 'Twixt tears and laughter : They crowd the door to see her go, The bhss of one brings many woe; Oh, kiss the bride, and I will throw The old shoe after. What change in one short afternoon, My own dear neighbour gone, — so soon I Is yon pale orb her honey-moon Slow rising hither ? O Lady, wan and marvellous ! How oft have we held commune thus ; Sweet memory shall dwell with us, — And joy go with her. 1861. THE OLD OAK-TREE AT HATFIELD BROADOAK. IV/iat ? Tell you tliat tale ? Come, a tale with a sting Would be rather too rmich of an excellent thing ! I can't point a moral, or sing yen the song. My Years arc too short — and your Ears are too long. Little Pitcher. A MIGHTY growth ! The county side Lamented when the Giant died, For England loves her trees : What misty legends round him cling; How lavishly he once could fling His acorns to the breeze ! • Who struck a thousand roots in fame, Who gave the district half its name, Will not be soon forgotten : Last spring he show'd but one green bough, The red leaves hang there yet,— and now His very props are rotten ! Elate, the thunderbolt he braved. For centuries his branches waved A welcome to the blast ; 66 The Old Oak Tree at From reign to reign he bore a spell ; No forester had dared to fell What time has fell'd at last. The Monarch wore a leafy crown, — And wolves, ere wolves were hunted down, Found shelter in his gloom ; Unnumber'd squirrels frolick'd free. Glad music fill'd the gallant Tree' From stem to topmost bloom. It's hard to say, 'twere vain to seek. When first he ventured forth, a meek Petitioner for dew; No Saxon spade disturb'd his root, The rabbit spared the tender shoot, And valiantly he grew, And show'd some inches from the ground When St. Augustine came and found Us very proper Vandals : Then nymphs had bluer eyes than hose, England then measured men by blows, And measured time by candles. Hatfield Broadoak. 6y The pilgrim bless'd his grateful shade Ere Richard led the first crusade ; And maidens loved to dance Where, boy and man, in summer-time, Chaucer once ponder'd o'er his rhyme ; And Robin Hood, perchance, Stole hither to Majd Marian ; (And if they did not come, one can At any rate suppose it) ; They met beneath the mistletoe, — We've done the same, and ought to know The reason why they chose it ! And this was call'd the Traitor's Branch, Guy Warwick hung six yeomen stanch Along its mighty fork ; Uncivil wars for them ! The fair Red rose and white still bloom, but where Are Lancaster and York ? Right mournfully his leaves he shed To shroud the graves of England's dead, By English falchion slain ; F 2 68 The Old Oak Tree at And cheerfully, for England's sake, He sent his kia to sea with Drake, When Tudor humbled Spain. While Blake was fighting Avith the Dutch They gave his poor old arms a crutch ; And thrice four maids and men ate A meal within his rugged bark, When Coventry bewitch'd the Park, And Chatham sway'd the Senate. His few remaining boughs were green, And dappled sunbeams danced between Upon the dappled deer. When, clad in blaok, two mourners met To read the Waterloo Gazette, — They mourn'd their darling here. They join'd their boy. The Tree at last Lies prone, discoursing of the past. Some fancy-dreams awaking ; At rest, though headlong changes come. Though nations arm to roll of drum, And dynasties are quaking. Hatfield Broadoak. 69 Romantic spot ! By honest pride Of old tradition sanctified ; My pensive vigil keeping, Thy beauty moves me like a spell, And thoughts, and tender thoughts, upwell, That fill my heart to weeping. * * * * * The Squire affirms, with gravest look, His Oak goes up to Domesday Book : And some say even higher ! We rode last week to see the Ruin, We love the fair domain it grew in, And well we love the Squire. A nature loyally controU'd, And fashion'd in that righteous mould Of English gentleman j My child some day will read these rhymes, She loved her " godpapa " betimes, — The little Christian ! I love the Past, its ripe pleasance. And lusty thought, and dim romance, — Its heart-compelling ditties ; * yo Old Oak Tree at Hatfield Broadoak. But more, these ties, in mercy sent, With faith and true affection blent. And, wanting them, I were content To murmur, '* Nunc dimittisP HaLLINGBURY : April, 1859. TO MY GRANDMOTHER. (suggested by a picture by MR. ROMNEY.) Under the elm a rustic seat IVas merriest Siisa>is pet retreat To merry make. This relative of mine, Was she seventy-and-nine When she died ? By the canvas may be seen How she look'd at seventeen, As a bride. Beneath a summer tree, Her maiden reverie Has a charm ; Her ringlets are in taste ; What an arm ! . . what a waist For an arm ! With her bridal-wreath, bouquet, Lace farthingale, and gay Falbala, — 72 To My Grandmother. Were Romney's limning true, What a lucky dog were you. Grandpapa 1 Her lips are sweet as love ; They are parting ! Do they move ? Are they dumb ? Her eyes are blue, and beam Beseechingly, and seem To say, " Come ! " What funny fancy slips From atween these cherry lips ? Whisper me, Sweet sorceress in paint, What canon says I mayn't Marry thee ? That good-for-nothing Time Has a confidence sublime ! "When I first Saw this lady, in my youth. Her winters had, forsooth, Done their worst. To My Grandmother. 73 Her locks, as white as snow, Once shamed the swarthy crow : By-and-by That fowl's avenging sprite Set his cruel foot for spite Near her eye. Her rounded form was lean, And her silk was bombazine : Well I wot With her needles would she sit, And for hours would she knit, — Would she not ? Ah, perishable clay ; Her charms had dropt away One by one : But if she heaved a sigh With a burthen, it was, " Thy Will be done." In travail, as in tears. With the fardel of her years Overprest, 74 To My GrandmotJier. In mercy she was borne Where the weary and the worn Are at rest. O, if you now are there, And sweet as once you were, Grandmamma, This nether world agrees 'Twill all the better please Grandpapa. THE SKELETON IN THE CUPBOARD. The most forlorn— ivhat worms lue are ! Would wish to finish this cigar Before departijtg. The characters of great and small Come ready made, we can't bespeak one ; Their sides are many, too, — and all (Except ourselves) have got a weak one. Some sanguine people love for life, Some love their hobby till it flings them. — How many love a pretty wife For love of the eclat she brings them 1 A little to relieve my mind I've thrown off this disjointed chatter, But more because I'm disinclined To enter on a painful matter : Once I was bashful ; I'll allow I've blush'd for words untimely spoken ; I still am rather shy, and now . . . And now the ice is fairly broken. 76 The Skeleton in the Qipboard. AVe all have secrets : you have one Which mayn't be quite your charming spouse's ; We all lock up a skeleton In some grim chamber of our houses ; Familiars who exhaust their days And nights in probing where our smart is — And who, excepting spiteful ways, Are "silent, unassuming /^r^/j Of course you're fond of Rome, and more — Of course you'd like to coax me thither ! C/ie ! quit this dear deUghtful maze Of calls and balls, to be intensely Discomfited in fifty ways — I like your confidence, immensely ! Some girls who love to ride and race, And live for dancing, like the Bruens, Confess that Rome's a charming place — In spite of all the stupid ruins ! I think it might be sweet to pitch One's tent beside those banks of Tiber, And all that sort of thing, of which Dear Hawthorne's " quite " the best describer. To see stone pines and marble gods In garden alleys red with roses ; — The Perch where Pio Nono nods ; — The Church where Raphael reposes. Make pleasant giros — when we may ; Jump stagionate (where they're easy ! ) And play croquet ; the Bruens say There's turf behind the Ludovisi ! 8S An Imdtation to Rome, and the Reply. I'll bring my books, though Mrs. Mee Says packing books is such a worry ; I'll bring my Golden Treasury, Manzoni, and, of course, a " Murray ! " Your verses (if you so advise !) A Dante — Auntie owns a quarto j I'll try and buy a smaller size, And read him on the muro torto. But can I go ? La Madre thinks It would be such an undertaking ! (I wish we could consult a sphinx !) The thought alone has left her quaking ! Papa (we do not mind papa) Has got some "notice" of some "motion," And could not stay ; but, why not, — ah, I've not the very slightest notion 1 The Browns have come to stay a week — They've brought the boys— I haven't thank'd 'em; For Baby Grand, and Baby Pic, Are playing cricket in my sanctum ! Your Rover, too, affects my den, And when I pat the dear old whelp, it . . All Invitation to Rome, and the Reply. 89 It makes me think of Yoti., and then . . And then I cry — I cannot help it. Ah yes, before you left me, ere Our separation was impending, These eyes had seldom shed a tear, — I thought my joy could have no ending ! But cloudlets gather'd soon, and this — This was the first that rose to grieve me — To know that I possess'd the bliss, — For then I knew such bliss might leave me ! My strain is sad, but, oh, believe Your words have made my spirit better ; And if, perhaps, at times I grieve, I'd meant to write a cheery letter ; But skies were dull ; Rome sounded hot, I fancied I could live without it : I thought I'd go, I thought I'd not. And then I thought I'd think about it. The sun now glances o'er the Park, If tears are on my cheek, they glitter, 90 An Invitation to Rome, and the Reply. I think I've kissed your rhyme, for hark, My *' bulley " gives a saucy twitter ! Your blessed words extinguish doubt, A sudden breeze is gaily blowing, — And Hark ! The minster bells ring out — She ought to go. Of cotirse shds going ! 1863. GERALDINE. S!u ■will not Tieed the Sliepkerd's crook. Her grief s are only passing sliadow ; She'll bask beside tlie purest brook. And nibble in the greenest meadow. A SIMPLE child has claims On your sentiment, her name's Geraldine. Be tender, but beware, She's frolicsome as fair, — And fifteen. She has gifts to grace allied, And each she has applied, And improved : She has bliss that lives and leans On loving, — ah, that means She is loved. Her beauty is refined By sweet harmony of mind, And the art, 92 Geraldine. And the blessed nature, too, Of a tender, of a true Little heart. And yet I must not vault Over any foolish fault That she owns ; Or others might rebel, And enviously swell In their zones. For she's tricksy as the fays, Or her pussy when it plays With a string : She's a goose about her cat, Her ribbons, and all that Sort of thing. These foibles are a blot, Still she never can do what Is not nice ; Such as quarrel, and give slaps — As I've known her get, perhaps, Once or twice. Geraldine. 93 The spells that draw her soul Are subtle — sad or droll : She can show That virtuoso whim Which consecrates our dim Long-ago. A love that is not sham For Stothard, Blake, and Lamb ; And I've known Cordelia's sad eyes Cause angel-tears to rise In her owru Her gentle spirit yearns When she reads of Robin Bums ; — Luckless Bard, Had she blossom'd in thy time, Oh, how rare had been the rhyme — And reward ! Thrice happy then is he Who, planting such a Tree, Sees it bloom Q4 Geraldine. To shelter him ; indeed We have joyance as we speed To our doom ! I am happy, having grown Such a Sapling of my own ; And I crave No garland for my brows, But rest beneath its boughs To the grave. 1864. THE HOUSEMAID. The poor can love throtigh toil and pain, A Itkongh tJieir homely speech is fain To lialt in fetters : Tluy feel as much, and do far more Than some of those they bow before. Miscall' d their betters. Wistful she stands— and yet resign'd She watches by the window-bhnd : Poor girl. No doubt The pilgrims here despise thy lot : Thou canst not stir, because 'tis not Thy Sunday out. To play a game of hide and seek With dust and cobweb all the week Small pleasure yields : Oh dear, how nice it is to drop One's pen and ink — one's pail and mop : And scour the fields. Poor Bodies few such pleasures know ; Seldom they come. How soon they go ' But Souls can roam; 9^ The Housemaid. For lapt in visions airy-sweet, She sees in this unlovely street Her far-off home. The street is now no street ! She pranks A purling brook with thymy banks. In fancy's realm Yon post supports no lamp, aloof It spreads above her parents' roof, — A gracious elm. A father's aid, a mother^s care, And life for her was happy there : Yet here, in thrall She sits, and dreams, and fondly dreams, And fondly smiles on one who seems More dear than all. Her dwelling-place I can't disclose ! Suppose her fair, her name suppose Is Car, or Kitty; She may be Jane — she might be plain — For must the subject of my strain Be always pretty? * TJie Housemaid. 97 Oft on a cloudless afternoon Of budding May and leafy yune, Fit Sunday weather, I pass thy window by design, And wish thy Sunday out and mine Might fall together. For sweet it were thy lot to dower With one brief joy : a white-robed flower That prude or preacher Hardly could deem it were unmeet To lay on thy poor path, thou sweet, Forlorn young creature. * * * * But if her thought on wooing run, And if her Sunday-swain is one Who's fond of strolHng, She'd hke my nonsense less than his, And so it's better as it is — And that's consoHng. 1S64. H THE JESTER'S PLEA. These verses were published in 1862, in a volume of Poems (by several hands), entitled "An Offering to Lancashire." The world's a sorry wench, akin To all that's frail and frightful : The world's as ugly, ay, as sin, — And almost as delightful ! The world's a merry world {pro tern.), And some are gay, and therefore It pleases them, but some condemn The world they do not care for. The world's an ugly world. Offend Good people, how they wrangle ! Their manners that they never mend, — The characters they mangle ! They eat, and drink, and scheme, and plod, — They go to church on Sunday ; And many are afraid of God — And more of iVIrs. Grundy. The Jester's Plea. 99 The time for pen and sword was when " My ladye fayre " for pity Could tend her wounded knight, and then Be tender to his ditty. Some ladies now make pretty songs, And some make pretty nurses : Some men are great at righting wrongs, — And some at writing verses. I wish we better understood The tax our poets levy ; I know the Muse is goody good, I think she's rather heavy : Now she compounds for winning ways By morals of the sternest ; Methinks the lays of nowadays Are painfully in earnest. When wisdom halts, I humbly try To make the most of folly : If Pallas be unwilling, I Prefer to flirt with Polly; To quit the goddess for the maid Seems low in lofty musers ; H 2 100 The Jester's Plea. But Pallas is a lofty jade — And beggars can't be choosers. I do not wish to see the slaves Of party stirring passion, Or psalms quite superseding staves Or piety " the fashion." I bless the Hearts where pity glows, Who, here together banded. Are holding out a hand to those That wait so empty-handed ! Masters, may one in motley clad, A Jester by confession. Scarce noticed join, half gay, half sad, The close of your procession ? This garment here seems out of place With graver robes to mingle, But if one tear bedews his face, Forgive the bells their jingle. TO MY MISTRESS. His jmtsuigs were trite, and tlieir litrden, forsooth, T/ie wisdom of age and the folly of youth. Countess, I see the flying year, And feel how Time is wasting here : Ay more, he soon his worst will do, And garner all Your roses too. It pleases Time to fold his wings Around our best and fairest things ; He'll mar your blooming cheek, as now He stamps his mark upon my brow. The same mute planets rise and shine To rule your days and nights as mine : Once I was young and gay, and see ! . . What I am now you soon will be. And yet I boast a certain charm That shields me from your worst alarm ; And bids me gaze, with front sublime. On all these ravages of Time. 102 To My Mistress. You boast a gift to charm the eyes, I boast a gift that Time defies : For mine will still be mine, and last When all your pride of beauty's past. My gift may long embalm the lures Of eyes — ah, sweet to me as yours : For ages hence the great and good Will judge you as I choose they should. In days to come the peer or clown, With whom I still shall win renowii, Will only know that You were fair Because I chanced to say you were. Proud Lady ! Scornful beauty mocks At aged heads and silver locks ; But think awhile before you fly, Or spurn a poet such as I. Kenwood : July 21, 1864. MY MISTRESS'S BOOTS. She has dancing eyes ajtd ruby lr/>s. Delightful boots — and azvay she skips. They nearly strike me dumb, — I tremble when they come Pit-a-pat : This palpitation means These boots are Geraldine's — Think of that ! O, where did hunter win So delicate a skin For her feet ? You lucky little kid, You perish'd, so you did, For my sweet. The faery stitching gleams On the sides, and in the seams, And it shows 104 -^y Mistress's Boots. The Pixies were the wags Who tipt these funny tags, And these toes. What soles to charm an elf! Had Crusoe, sick of self, Chanced to view One printed near the tide, O, how hard he would have tried For the two ! For Geny's debonair. And innocent, and fair As a rose; She's an angel in a frock. With a fascinating cock To her nose. The simpletons who squeeze Their extremities to please Mandarins, Would positively flinch From venturing to pinch Geraldine's. My Mistress's Boots. 105 Cinderella's lefts and rights To Geraldine's were frights : And I trow, The damsel, deftly shod, Has dutifully trod Until now. Come, Gerry, since it suits Such a pretty Puss (in Boots) These to don, Set this dainty hand awhile On my shoulder, dear, and I'll Put them on, Albury : June 29, 1864. THE ROSE AND THE RING. (Christmas, 1854, and Christmas, 1863.) She smiles, but her heart is in sable, Ay, sad as her Christmas is chill ; She reads, and her book is the fable He penn'd for her while she was ill. It is nine years ago since he wrought it, Where reedy old Tiber is king ; And chapter by chapter he brought it, And read her the Rose and the Ring. And when it was printed, and gaining Renown with all lovers of glee, He sent her this copy containing His comical little croquis ; A sketch of a rather droll couple — She's pretty, he's quite t'other thing ! He begs (with a spine vastly supple) She will study the Rose and the Ring. TJie Rose mid TJie Ring. 107 It pleased the kind Wizard to send her The last and the best of his toys ; He aye had a sentiment tender For innocent maidens and boys : And though he was great as a scorner, The guileless were safe from his sting : — How sad is past mirth to the mourner — A tear on the Rose and the Ring ! She reads ; I may vainly endeavour Her mirth-chequer'd grief to pursue, For she knows she has lost, and for ever, The heart that was bared to so few ; But here, on the shrine of his glory, One poor litde blossom I fling ; And you see there's a nice little story Attach'd to the Rose and the Ring. '1S64. NUPTIAL VERSES. The town despises new world lays : The foolish town is frantic For story-books that tell of days Which time has made romantic ; Of days, whose chiefest glories fill The gloom of crypt and barrow ; When soldiers were, as Love is still, Content with bow and arrow. But why should we the fancy chide ? The world will always hunger To know how people lived and died When all the world was younger. We like to read of knightly parts In maidenhood's distresses, Of tryst, with sunshine in light hearts, And moonbeam on dark tresses ; And how, when errante-knyghte or erl Proved well the love he gave her, Nuptial Verses. 109 She'd send him scarf or silken curl, As earnest of her favour ; And how (the Fair at times were rude !) Her knight, ere homeward riding, Would take, and, ay with gratitude. His lady's silver chiding. We love the rare old days and rich That poetry has painted ; We mourn that sacred age with which We never were acquainted. Absurd ! our modern world's divine, A world to dare and do in, A more romantic world. In fine A better world to woo in ! The flow of life is yet a rill That laughs, and leaps, and glistens ; And still the woodland rings, and still The old Damoetas listens. Romance, as tender as she's true, Our Isle has never quitted : So, Lad and Lassie, when you woo, You hardly need be pitied. no Nuptial Verses. Our lot is cast on pleasant days, In not unpleasant places ; Young ladies now have pretty ways, As well as pretty faces ; So never sigh for what has been, And let us cease complaining That we have loved when our dear Queen Victoria was reigning. Oh yes, young love is lovely yet, With faith and honour plighted : I love to see a pair so met. Youth — Beauty — all united. Such dear ones may they ever wear The roses fortune gave them : Ah, know we such a Blessed Pair ? I think we do ! God save them ! MRS. SMITH. Heigh ho ! they're wed. TJie cards are dealt. Our frolic games are o'er ; I've laugh' d, and fool' d, and loved. I've felt — As I sJiallfeel no more ! yon little thatch is where she lives, Yoii spire is zvliere she met me ; — / thi/!i that if she quite forgives. She catiHot quite forget me. Last year I trod these fields with Di, Fields fresh with clover and with, rj^e ; Now they seem arid. Then Di was fair and single ; how- Unfair it seems on me, for now Di's fair — and married ! A blissful swain — I scorn'd the song Which says that though young Love is strong, The Fates are stronger : Breezes then blew a boon to men, The buttercups were bright, and then This grass was longer. 112 Mrs. Smith. That day I saw and much esteem'd Di's ankles, which the clover seem'd Inclined to smother : It twitch'd, and soon untied (for fun) The ribbon of her shoes, first one, And then the other. I'm told that virgins augur some Misfortune if their shoe-strings come To grief on Friday : And so did Di, and then her pride Decreed that shoe-strings so untied Are " so untidy ! " Of course I knelt ; with fingers deft I tied the right, and tied the left : Says Di, " The stubble Is very stupid ! — as I live I'm quite ashamed ! . . . I'm shock'd to give You so much trouble ! " For answer I was fain to sink To what we all would say and think Were Beauty present : Mrs. Smith. -113 " Don't mention such a simple act — A trouble ? not the least ! In fact It's rather pleasant ! " I trust that Love will never tease Poor little Di, or prove that he's A graceless rover. She's happy now as Mrs. Smith — And less polite when walking with • Her chosen lover ! Heigh-ho ! Although no moral clings To Di's blue eyes, and sandal strings, We've had our quarrels. I think that Smith is thought an ass, — I know that when they walk in grass She wears balmorals. 1864 IMPLORA PACE. My lot, as I rove. Is to sing/or the throng ; And will not they love The poor child for his song f Life is at best a weary round Of mingled joy and woe ; How soon the passing knell will sound Is death a friend or foe ? Our fleeting days are sad, and vain Is much that tempts us to remain — Yet we are loth to go. Must I soon tread yon silent shore, Go hence, and then be seen no more 1 I love to think that those I loved May gather round the bier Of him who, if he erring proved, Still held them more than dear. My friends grow fewer day by day. Yes, one by one they drop away ; And if I shed no tear. Implora Pace. 115 Departed shades, while hfe endures, This poor heart yearns for love — and Yours. That day, will there be one to shed A tear behind the hearse ? Or cry, " Poor Yorick, are you dead ? I could have spared a worse — We never spoke ; we never met ; I never heard your voice ; and yet I loved you for your verse} " Such love would make the flowers wave In gladness on their poet's grave. A few, few years, like one short week, Will pass, and leave behind A stone moss-grown, that none will seek, And none would care to find. Then I shall sleep, and gain release In perfect rest— the perfect peace For which my soul has pined ; — And men will love, and weary men Will sue for quiet slumber then. I 2 MR. PLACID'S FLIRTATION. " yetnitna ivas cross, and I lost tny -umbrella That day at the tomb of Cecilia Metella." Letters from Romb. INIiss Tristram's /c"?//^/ ended thus : "Nota bene, We meet for croquet in the Aldobrandini." Says my wife, "Then I'll drive, and you'll ride with Selina " (Jones's fair spouse, of the Via Sistina). We started : I'll own that my family deem I'm an ass, but I'm not such an ass as I seem ; As we cross'd the stones gently a nursemaid said " La — There goes Mrs. Jones with Miss Placid's papa ! " Our friends, one or two may be mention'd anon, Had arranged rendezvous at the Gate of St. John : That pass'd, off we spun over turf that's not green there, And soon were all met at the villa. You've been there ? I'll try and describe, or I won't, if you please, The cheer that was set for us under the trees : Mr. Placid' s Flirtation. 1 1 7 You have read the menit, may you read it again ; Champagne, perigord, galantine, and — champagne. Suffice it to say, I got seated between Mrs. Jones and old Brown — to the latter's chagrin. Poor Brown, who believes in himself, and — another thing, Whose talk is so bald, but whose cheeks are so — t'other thing. She sang, her sweet voice fill'd the gay garden alleys ; I jested, but Brown would not smile at my sallies ; — Selina remark'd that a swell met at Rome Is not always a swell when you meet him at home. The luncheon despatch'd, we adjoum'd to croquet, A dainty, but difficult sport in its way. Thus I counsel the sage, who to play at it stoops. Belabour thy neighbour, and spoon through thy hoops. Then we stroll'd, and discourse found its kindest of tones: " Oh, how charming were solitude and — Mrs. Jones ! " " Indeed, Mr. Placid, I dote on the sheeny And shadowy paths of the Aldobrandini ! " Ii8 Mr.PlaciiVs Flirtation. A girl came with violet posies, and two Gentle eyes, like her violets, freshen'd with dew, And a kind of an indolent, fine-lady air, — As if she by accident found herself there. I bought one. Selina was pleased to accept it ; She gave me a rosebud to keep — and I've kept it Then twilight was near, and I think, in my heart. When she vow'd she must go, she was loth to depart. Cattivo momento ! we dare not delay : The steeds are remounted, and wheels roll away : The ladies condejnji Mrs. Jones, as the phrase is, But vie with each other in chanting my praises. " He has so much to say ! " cries the fair Mrs. Legge; " How amusing he was about missing the peg ! " " What a beautiful smile ! " says the plainest Miss Gunn. All echo, " He's charming ! delightful !— What fun ! " This sounds rather nice, and it's perfectly clear it Had sounded more nice had I happen'd to hear it ; The men were less civil, and gave me a rub. So I happen'd to hear when I went to the Club. Mr. Placid' s Flirtation. 119 Says Brown, " I shall drop Mr. Placid's society ; " (Brown is a prig of improper propriety ;) "Hang him," said Smith (who from cant's not exempt) " Why he'll bring immorality into contempt." Says I (to myself) when I found me alone, " My dear wife has my heart, is it always her own ? " And further, says I (to myself) " I'll be shot If I know if Selina adores me or not." Says Jones, " I've just come from the scavi, at Veii, And I've bought some remarkably fine scarabasi ! " BEGGARS. Some beggars look on; I extremely regret it — They wish for a taste. Don't they wish they may get it. She thus aggravates both the humble and needy, — You'll oivn she is tlioughtless — / think she is greedy. Punch. I AM pacing the Mall in a rapt reverie, — I am thinking if Sophy is thinking of me, When I'm roused by a ragged and shivering wretch, Who seems to be well on his way to Jack Ketch. He has got a bad face, and a shocking bad hat ; A comb in his fist, and he sees I'm a flat, For he says, " Buy a comb, it's a fine un to wear ; On'y try it, my Lord, through your whiskers and 'air." He eyes my gold chain, as if anxious to crib it ; He looks just as if he'd been blown from a gibbet. I pause ... I pass on, and beside the club fire I settle that Sophy is all I desire. As I walk from the club, and am deep in a strophe That rolls upon all that's delicious in Sophy, Bezsars. 1 2 1 ".bi. I'm humbly address'd by an " object " unnerving, So tatter'd a wretch must be " highly deserving." She begs, — I am touch'd, but I've great circumspection : I stifle remorse with the soothing reflection That cases of vice are by no means a rarity— . The worst vice of all's indiscriminate charity. Am I right ? How I wish that my clerical guide Would settle this question— and others beside. For always one's heart to be hardening thus, If wholesome for beggars, is hurtful for us. A few minutes later I'm happy and free To sip " Its own Sophykins' " five-o'clock tea : Her table is loaded, for when a girl marries, What bushels of rubbish they send her from Barry s ! *• There's a present for you, Sir ! " Yes, thanks to her thrift, My Pet has been able to buy me a gift ; And she slips in my hand, the delightfully sly Thing, A paper-weight form'd of a bronze lizard writhing. 122 Bezs^ars. ' "What a charming cadeau! and so truthfully moulded; ?5ut perhaps you don't know, or deserve to be scolded, That in casting this metal a live, harmless lizard Was cruelly tortured in ghost and in gizzard ? " " Po-oh ! " — says my lady, (she always says " Pooh " When she's Avilful, and does what she oughtn't to do !) " Hopgarten protests they've no feeling, and so It was only their muscular movement, you know ! " Thinks I (when I've said mi revoir, and depart — A Comb in my pocket, a Weight — at my heart). And when wretched mendicants writhe, there's a notion That begging is only their "muscular motion." THE JESTER'S MORAL. I grudge that lonely man his crook, It seems no idle whitn That if he reads in Nature's book. Her voice has bee7i to him A spiritual life, to sway And cheer him on his endless way. The Old Shepherd. Is human life a pleasant game That gives the palm to all ? A fight for fortune, or for fame^ A struggle, and a fall ? Who views the Past, and all he prized, With tranquil exultation ? And who can say — I've realised My fondest aspiration ? Alas, not one. No, rest assured That all are prone to quarrel With fate, when worms destroy their gourd, Or mildew spoils their laurel : The prize may come to cheer our lot, But all too late ; and granted If even better, still it's not Exactly what we wanted. 124 The Jesters Moral. My schoolboy time ! I wish to praise That bud of brief existence, — The vision of my younger days Now trembles in the distance. An envious vapour lingers here, And there I find a chasm ; But much remains, distinct and clear, To sink enthusiasm. Such thoughts just now disturb my soul With reason good, for lately I took the train to Marley-knoll, And cross'd the fields to Mately. I found old Wheeler at his gate, He once rare sport could show me : My Mentor too on springe and bait — But Wheeler did not know me. " Goodlord ! " at last exclaim'd the churl, " Are you the little chap, sir. What used to train his hair in curl, And wore a scarlet cap, sir ? " And then he took to fill in blanks, And conjure up old faces ; The Jester's Moral. 125 And talk of well-remember'd pranks In half-forgotten places. It pleased the man to tell his brief And rather mournful story, — Old Bliss's school had come to grief, And Bliss had "gone to glory." Fell'd were his trees, his house was razed, And what less keenly pain'd me, A venerable donkey grazed Exactly where he caned me. And where have all my playmates sped, Whose ranks were once so serried ? Why some are wed, and some are dead. And some are only buried ; Frank Petre, then so full of fun, Is now St. Blaise's prior. And Travers, the attorney's son, Is member for the shire. Dull maskers we — Life's festival Enchants the blithe new-comer ; 126 The Jesters Moral. But seasons change ; — oh where are all Those friendships of our summer ? Wan pilgrims flit athwart our track, Cold looks attend the meeting ; We only greet them, glancing back, Or pass -without a greeting. Old Bliss I owe some rubs, but pride Constrains me to postpone 'em, — Something he taught me, ere he died, About ;'/// nisi bomini. I've met with wiser, better men. But I forgive him wholly ; Perhaps his jokes were sad, but then He used to storm so drolly. " I still can laugh " is still my boast. But mirth has sounded gayer ; And which provokes my laughter most, The preacher or the player ? Alack, I cannot laugh at what Once made us laugh so freely ; For Nestroy and Grassot are not — And where is Mr. Keeley ? The Jester's Moral. 127 I'll join St. Blaise (a verseman fit, More fit than I, once did it) — / shave my crown ? No, Common Wit, And Common Sense forbid it. I'd sooner dress your Little Miss As Paulet shaves his poodles ! As soon propose for Betsy Bliss, Or get proposed for Boodle's. We prate of Life's illusive dyes, And yet fond Hope misleads us ; We all believe we near the prize, Till some fresh dupe succeeds us ! And yet, tho' Life's a riddle, though No clerk has yet explain'd it, I still can hope ; for well I know That Love has thus ordain'd it. Paris, November, 1864. ADVICE TO A POET. Nmv if you'll only take, perchance, But half the pains to learn, tliatwe Still take to hide our ignorance — How very clever you will be ! Dear Poet, do not rhyme at all ! But if you must, don't tell your neighbours, Or five in six, who cannot scrawl, Will dub you donkey for your labours. This epithet may seem unjust To you, or any verse-begetter : Must we admit — I fear we must — That nine in ten deserve no better ? Then let them bray with leathern lungs, And match you with the beast that grazes ; Or wag their heads, and hold their tongues, Or damn you with the faintest praises. Be patient, but be sure you won't Win vogue without extreme vexation : Yet hope for sympathy, — but don't Expect it from a near relation. Advice to a Poet. 129 When strangers first approved my books, My kindred marvell'd what the praise meant ; Now they wear more respectful looks, But can't get over their amazement. Indeed, they've power to wound, beyond That wielded by the fiercest hater, For all the time they are so fond — - Which makes the aggravation greater. * * * * Most warblers only half express The threadbare thoughts they feebly utter : Now if they tried for something less, They might not sink, and gasp, and flutter. Fly low at first, — then mount, and win The niche for which the town's contesting ', And never mind your kith and kin — But never give them cause for jesting. Hold Pegasus in hand, control A taste for ornament ensnaring ; Simplicity is yet the soul Of all that time deems worth the sparing. Long lays are not a lively sport. So clip your own to half a quarter ; K 130 Advice to a Poet. . If readers now don't think them short, Posterity will cut them shorter. * » * * I look on bards who whine for praise With feehngs of profoundest pity : They hunger for the Poet's bays, And swear one's waspish when one's witty. The critic's lot is passing hard — Between ourselves, I think reviewers, When call'd to truss a crowing bard, Should not be sparing of the skewers. « * * * We all, the foolish and the wise. Regard our verse with fascination. Through asinine-paternal eyes, And hues of fancy's own creation ; Prythee, then, check that passing sneer At any self-deluded rhymer Who thinks his beer (the smallest beer !) Has all the gust of alt hochheimer. * * « * Oh, for the Poet-Voice that swells To lofty truths, or noble curses — Advice to a Poet. 131 I only wear the cap and bells, And yet some tears are in my verses. I softly trill my sparrow reed, Pleased if but one should like the twitter ; Humbly I lay it down to heed A music or a minstrel fitter. K 2 AN ASPIRATION. A las, ^unu deplorably love has miscarried, — The stripling is dead, and the virgin is married ! I ask'd Miss Di, who loves her sheep, To look at this Arcadian peep Of April leafage, pure and beamy : A pair of girls in hoops and nets Have found a pair of woolly pets, And all is young, and m'ce, and dreamy. Miss Di has kindly eyes for all That's pretty, quaint, and pastoral : Said she, " These ladies sentimental Are lucky, in a world of shams, To find a pair of luckless lambs So white, and so extremely gentle." I heard her with surprise and doubt, For though I don't much care about The world she spoke with such disdain of; An Aspiration. 133 And though the lamb I mostly see Is overdone, it seem'd to me That these had little to complain of. When Beings of the fairer sex Arrange their white arms round our necks, We are, we ought to be enraptured — Would that I were your lamb, Miss Di, Or even yon poor butterfly, With some small hope of being captured. A GARDEN IDYLL. We have loiter'd and laugh'd in the flowery croft, We have met under wintry skies ; Her voice is the dearest voice, and soft Is the light in her wistful eyes ; It is sweet in the silent woods, among Gay crowds, or in any place To hear her voice, to gaze on her young Confiding face. For ever may roses divinely blow;, And wine-dark pansies charm By the prim box path where I felt the glow Of her dimpled, trusting arm, And the sweep of her silk as she turn'd and smiled A smile as fair as her pearls ; The breeze was in love with the darling child, As it moved her curls. She show'd me her ferns and woodbine sprays, Foxglove and jasmine stars, A mist of blue in the beds, a blaze Of red in the celadon jars : A Garden Idyll. i35 And velvety bees in convolvulus bells, And roses of bountiful June — Oh, who would think the summer spells Could die so soon ! For a glad song came from the milking shed, On a wind of that summer south, And the green was golden above her head, And a sunbeam kiss'd her mouth ; Sweet were the lips where that sunbeam dwelt — And the wings of Time were fleet As I gazed ; and neither spoke, for we felt Life was so sweet ! And the odorous limes were dim above As we leant on a drooping bough ; And the darkling air w^as a breath of love. And a witching thrush sang " Now ! " For the sun dropt low, and the twilight grew As we listen'd, and sigh'd, and leant — That day was the sweetest day — and we knew What the sweetness meant. 1868. ST. JAMES'S STREET. (see note.) St. James's Street, of classic fame, The finest people throng it. St. James's Street ? I know the name, I think I've pass'd along it ! Why, that's where Sacharissa sigh'd When Waller read his ditty ; Where Byron lived, and Gibbon died. And Alvanley was witty. A famous street ! To yonder Park Young Churchill stole in class-time ; Come, gaze on fifty men of mark, And then recall the past time. The plats at White's, the play at Crocks, The bumpers to Miss Gunning • The bonhomie of Charlie Fox, And Selwyn's ghastly funning. St. James s Street. iT,y The dear old street of clubs and cri'h, As north and south it stretches, Still seems to smack of RoUiad squibs, And Gillray's fiercer sketches ; The quaint old dress, the grand old style, The mots, the racy stories ; The wine, the dice, the wit, the bile — The hate of Whigs and Tories. At dusk, when I am strolling there, Dim forms will rise around me ; — Lepel flits past me in her chair, And Congreve's airs astound me ! And once Nell Gw3nine, a frail young sprite, Look'd kindly when I met her ; I shook my head, perhaps, — but quite Forgot to quite forget her. The street is still a lively tomb For rich, and gay, and clever ; The crops of dandies bud and bloom, And die as fast as ever. Now gilded youth loves cutty pipes, And slang that's rather scaring, — 138 St. James s Street. It can't approach its prototypes In taste, or tone, or bearing. In Brummell's day of buckle shoes, Lawn cravats, and roll collars, They'd fight, and woo, and bet — and lose Like gentlemen and scholars : I'm glad young men should go the pace, I half forgive Old Rapid ; These louts disgrace their name and race — So vicious and so vapid ! Worse times may come. Bon ton., indeed, Will then be quite forgotten, And all we much revere will speed From ripe to worse than rotten : Let grass then sprout between yon stones. And owls then roost at Boodle's, For Echo will hurl back the tones Of screaming Yankee Doodles. I love the haunts of Old Cockaigne, Where wit and wealth were squander'd ; St James s Street. 139 The halls that tell of hoop and train, Where grace and rank have wandered ; Those halls where ladies fair and leal First ventured to adore me ! — Something of that old love I feel For this old street before me. 1867. ROTTEN ROW. Most people like to bill and coo, A nd some have done it for tJie last time ; So, happy folk, we envy you Your pleasant and improving pastime. I HOPE I'm fond of much that's good, As well as much that's gay ; I'd like the country if I could ; I love the Park in May : And when I ride in Rotten Row, I wonder why they call'd it so. A lively scene on turf and road ; The crowd is bravely drest : The Ladies' Mile has overflow'd, The chairs are in request : The nimble air, so soft, so clear. Hardly can stir a ringlet here. I'll halt beneath the pleasant trees, And drop my bridle-rein, Rotten Row. 141 And, quite alone, indulge at ease The philosophic vein : I'll moralise on all I see — Yes, it was all arranged for me ! Forsooth, and on a livelier spot The sunbeam never shines. Fair ladies here can talk and trot With statesmen and divines : Could I have chosen, I'd have been A Duke, a Beauty, or a Dean. What grooms ! What gallant gentlemen ! What well-appointed hacks ! What glory in their pace, and then What beauty on their backs ! My Pegasus would never flag If weighted as my lady's nag. But where is now the courtly troop That once rode laughing by ? I miss the curls of Cantilupe, The laugh of Lady Di : 142 Rotten Row. They all could laugh from night to mom, And Time has laughed them all to scorn. I then could frolic in the van With dukes and dandy earls ; Then I was thought a nice young man By rather nice young girls ! I've half a mind to join Miss Browne, And try one canter up and down. Ah, no — ril linger here a while, And dream of days of yore ; For me bright eyes have lost the smile, The sunny smile they wore : — Perhaps they say, what I'll allow, That I'm not quite so handsome now. 1867. A NICE CORRESPONDENT! An angel at noo7i, shes a woman at night, All softness, and sweetness, and love, attd delight. The glow and the glory are plighted To darkness, for evening is come ; The lamp in Glebe Cottage is lighted, The birds and the sheep-bells are dumb. I'm alone at my casement, for Pappy Is summoned to dinner to Kew : I'm alone, dearest Fred, but I'm happy — I'm thinking of you ! I wish you were here ! Were I duller Than dull, you'd be dearer than dear ; I am drest in your favourite colour — Dear Fred, how I wish you were here ! I am wearing my lazuli necklace, The necklace you fasten'd askew ! Was there ever so rude or so reckless A darling as you ? 144 ^ Nice Correspondent. I want you to come and pass sentence On two or three books with a plot ; Of course you know "Janet's Repentance"? I'm reading Sir Waverley Scott, The story of Edgar and Lucy, How thrilling, romantic, and true ! The Master (his bride was a goosey !) Reminds me of you. They tell me Cockaigne has been croAvning A Poet whose garland endures ; It was you who first spouted me Browning, — That stupid old Browning of yours ! His vogue and his verve are alarming, I'm anxious to give him his due, But, Fred, he's not nearly so charming A poet as you ! I heard how you shot at The Beeches, I saw how you rode Chanticleer, I have read the report of your speeches. And echo'd the echoing cheer. There's a whisper of hearts you are breaking, Dear Fred, I believe it, I do ! — A Nice Correspondent. 145 Small marvel that Fashion is making Her idol of you ! Alas for the world, and its dearly- Bought triumph, its fugitive bliss ; Sometimes I half wish I were merely A plain or a penniless miss ; But, perhaps, one is best with " a measure Of pelf," and I'm not sorry, too. That I'm pretty, because 'tis a pleasure, My darling, to you ! Your whim is for frolic and fashion, Your taste is for letters and art ; — This rhyme is the commonplace passion That glows in a fond woman's heart : Lay it by in a dainty deposit For relics — we all have a few ! I^ove, some day they'll print it, because it Was written to you. 1 868. AN OLD BUFFER. Buffer. — A cushion or apparatus, with strong springs, to deaden the buff or concussion between a moving body and one on which it strikes. — (■{^eister's English Dictionary. ^' If Blossom s a sceptic, or saucy, I'll search, And I'll find her a wholesotne corrective — in Church ! " Mamma loquitur. " A KNOCK-ME-DOWN scrmon, and worthy of Birch," Says I to my wife, as we toddle from church ; " Convincing indeed ! " is the lady's remark ; " How logical, too, on the size of the Ark ! " Then Blossom cut in, without begging our pardons, " Pa, was it as big as the 'Logical Gardens ? " " Miss Blossom," says I, to my dearest of dearies, " Papa disapproves of nonsensical queries ; The Ark was an Ark, and had people to build it. Enough we are told Noah built it and fill'dit : Mamma does not ask how he caught his opossums." — Said she, " That remark is as foolish as Blossom's !" Thus talking and walking, the time is beguiled By my orthodox wife and my sceptical child ; An Old Buffer. 147 I act as their buffer, whenever I can, And you see I'm of use as a family man. I parry their blows, I have plenty to do — I think that the child's are the worst of the two ! My wife has a healthy aversion for sceptics, She vows they are bad — they are only dyspeptics ! May Blossom prove neither the one nor the other, But do as she's bid by her excellent mother. — She thinks I'm a Solon ; perhaps, if I huff her, She'll think I'm a — something that's denser and tougher. L 2 TO LIN A OSWALD. (aged five years.) IVheti vapid poets vex thee sore. Thy Mentor s old, and ivouid remind tfue. That if thy griefs are all before. Thy pleasures are not all behind thee. I TUMBLE out of bed betimes To make my love these toddling rhymes ; And meet the hour, and meet the place To bless her blythe good-morning face. I send her all this heart can store ; I seem to see her as before, An angel-child, divinely fair. With meek blue eyes, and golden hair, Curls tipt with changing light, that shed A little glory round her head. Has poet ever sung or seen a Sweeter, wiser child than Lina ? Blue are her sash and snood, and blue's The hue of her bewitching shoes ; To Lina Oszvald. 149 But, saving these, she's virgin dight, A happy creature dad in white. Again she stands beneath the boughs. Reproves the pup, and feeds the cows ; Unvexed by rule, unscared by ill. She wanders at her own sweet will ; For what grave fiat could confine My little charter'd libertine. Yet fi-ee from feeling or from seeing The burthen of her moral being ? But change must come, and forms and dyes Will change jpefore her changing eyes ; She'll learn to blush, and hope, and fear — And where shall I be then, my dear ? Little gossip, set apart But one small corner of thy heart ; Still there is one not quite employ'd, So let me find and fill that void ; Run then, and jump, and laugh, and play, But love me though I'm far away. Broomhall, September, 1868. ON "A PORTRAIT OF A LADY." BY THE PAINTER. I gatheredit ivetfor my own siveet Pet As ive ivhisper'd and vjalk'd apart : She gave me that rose, it is fragrant yet, — And oh, it is near my Jieart. She is good, for she must have a guileless mind With that noble, trusting air ; A rose with a passionate heart is twined In her crown of golden hair. Some envy the cross that caressingly dips In her bosom, and some had died For the promise of bliss on her red, red lips, And her thousand charms beside. She is lovely and good ; she has peerless eyes ; — A haunting shape. She stands In a blossoming croft, under kindling skies ; The weirdest of faery lands. There are sapphire hills by the far-off seas, Grave laurels, and tender limes ; On "A Portrait of a Lady" 151 They tremble and glow in the amorous breeze, — My Beauty is up betimes. A bevy of idlers press around, To wonder, and wish, and lol]. ; " Now who is the painter, and where has he found The woman we all extol, With her fresh young mouth, and her candid brow, And a bloom as of bygone days ? " — How natural sounds their worship, how Impertinent seems their praise ! I stand aloof; I can well afford To pardon the babble and crush As they praise a work (do I need reward ?) That has grown beneath my brush : Aloof — and, in fancy, again I hear The music clash in the hall, When they crown'd her Queen of their dance and cheer, — She is mine, and Queen of all ! Yes, my thoughts are away to that happy day, A few short months agone, 152 On ''A Portrait of a Lady." When we left the games, and the dance, to stray Through the dewy flowers, alone. My feet are again among flowers divine, Away from the noise and glare, When I kiss'd her mouth, and her lips press'd mine,- And I fasten'd that rose in her hair, 1868. THE MUSIC PALACE. Shall you go? I don't ask you to seek it or shun it ; I went on an impulse, I've been and I've done it. So this is a music-hall, easy and free, A temple for singing, and dancing, and spree ; The band is at Faust, and the benches are filling, And all that I have can be had for a shilling. The senses are charm'd by the sights and the sounds A spirit of affable gladness abounds : With zest we applaud, and as madly recall The singer, the cellar-flap-dancer, and all. What Vision comes on with a wreath and a lyre ? A creature of impulse in scanty attire ; She plays the good sprite in a dream-haunted dell, She has ankles ! and eyes like a wistful gazelle. A clown sings a song, and a droll cuts a caper, And then she dissolves in a rose-colour'd vapour : Then an imp on a rope is a painfully pleasant Sensation for all the mammas that are present. 154 1^Ji(^ Miisic Palace. But who is the damsel that smiles to me there With so reckless, indeed, so defiant an air ? She is bright — that she's pretty is more than I'll say. Is she happy ? At least she's exceedingly gay. It seems to me now, as we pass up the street. Is Nell worse than I, or the worthies we meet ? She is reckless, her conduct's exceedingly sad — A coin may be light, but it need not be bad. Heaven help thee, poor child : now a graceless and gay thing, You once were your mother's, her pet and her plaything. Where was your home ? Are the stars that look down On that home, the cold stars of this pitiless town ? The stars are a riddle we never may read — I prest her poor hand, and I bade her Godspeed! She left me a heart overladen with sorrow — You may hear Nelly's laugh at the palace to-morrow ! Ah ! some go to revel, and some go to rue. For some go to ruin. There's Paul's tolling two. A TERRIBLE INFANT. I RECOLLECT a nursc call'd Ann, Who carried me about the grass, And one fine day a fine young man Came up, and kiss'd the pretty lass ; She did not make the least objection ! Thinks I, *' Aha ! IVhen I can talk Fll tell Mam7?ia." — And that's my earliest recollection. AT HURLINGHAM. This was dear Willy's brief despatch, A curt and yet a cordial summons ; — " Do come ! I'm in to-morrow's match, And see us whip the Faithful Commons'' We trundled out behind the bays, Through miles and miles of brick and garden ; Mamma was drest in mauve and maize, — Of course I wore my Dolly Varden. A charming scene, and lively too, The paddock's full, the band is playing Boulotte's song in Barbe bleue ; And what are all these people saying ? They flirt ! they bet ! There's Linda Reeves Too lovely ! I'd give worlds to borrow Her yellow rose with russet leaves ! — I'll wear a yellow rose to-morrow ! At Hiirlinghain. 157 And there are May and Algy Meade ; How proud she looks on her promotion ! The ring must be amused indeed, And edified by such devotion ! I wonder if she ever guess'd ! I wonder if he'll call on Friday ! I often wonder which is best ! — I only hope my hair is tidy ! Some girls repine, and some rejoice. And some get bored, but I'm contented To make my destiny my choice, — I'll never dream that I've repented. There's something sad in loved a?id cross d, For all the fond, fond hope that rings it : There's something sweet in " loved and lost " And Oh, how sweetly Alfred sings it ! I'll own I'm bored with handicap ! — Bluerocks ! (they always are '■' bluerock" -\n^\)~ With May, a little bit, perhaps, — And yon Faust's teufelshund is shocking ! Bang . . . bang . . . ! That's Willy! There's his bird, Blithely it cleaves the skies above me ! 158 At Hiirlingham. He's missed all ten ! He's too absurd ! — I hope he'll always, always love me ! We've lost ! To tea, then back to town ; The crowd is laughing, eating, drinking The moon's eternal eyes look down, — Of what, I wonder, is she thinking ! Oh, but for some good fairy's wand, — This pigeoncide is worse than silly, But still I'm very, very fond Of Hurlingham, and tea,— and Willy. UNREFLECTING CHILDHOOD. The world would lose its finest joys Without its little girls and boys ; Their careless glee, atid simple ruth. And trust, and in?wcence, and truth. — Ah, what would your poor poet do Wit/tout such little folk as yoi^l It is, indeed, a little while Since you were bom, my happy pet ; Your future beckons with a smile. Your bygones don't exist as yet. Is all the world with beauty rife ? Are you a little bird that sings Her simple gratitude for life, And lovely things ? The ocean, and the waning moons, And starry skies, and starry dells. And winter sport, and golden Junes, Art, and divinest Beauty-spells : Festa and song, and frolic wit. And banter, and domestic mirth, — i6o Unreflecting Childhood. They all are ours '.—dear child, is it A pleasant earth ? * And poet friends, and poesy, And precious books, for any mood : And then that best of company. Those graver thoughts in solitude That hold us fast and never pall : Then there is You, my own, my fair- And I . . . soon I must leave it all, — And much you care. 1871. GERTRUDE'S NECKLACE. As Gerty skipt from babe to girl, Her necklace lengthen'd, pearl by pearl ; Year after year it grew, and grew, For every birthday gave her two. Her neck is lovely, soft and fair, And now her necklace glimmers there. So cradled, let it sink and rise, And all her graces emblemize. Perchance this pearl, without a speck, Once was as warm on Sappho's neck ; — Where are the happy, twilight pearls That braided Beatrice's curls ? Is Gerty loved ? — Is Gerty loth ? Or, if she's either, is she both ? She's fancy free, but sweeter far Than many plighted maidens are : M i62 Gertrudes Necklace. Will Gerty smile us all away, And still be Gerty ? Who can say ? But let her wear her precious toy, And I'll rejoice to see her joy : Her bauble's only one degree Less frail, less fugitive than we ; For time, ere long, will snap the skein, And scatter all the pearls again. GERTRUDE'S GLOVE. Elle avait au bout de ses manches Une paire de mains si blanches ! Slips of a kid-skin deftly sewn, A scent as through her garden blown, The tender hue that clothes her dove, All these, and this is Gerty's glove. A glove but lately dofft, for look- It keeps the happy shape it took Warm from her touch ! What gave the glow ? And Where's the mould that shaped it so ? It clasp'd the hand, so pure, so sleek, Where Gerty rests a pensive cheek, The hand that when the light wind stirs, Reproves those laughing locks of hers. You fingers four, you little thumb ! Were I but you, in days to come I'd clasp, and kiss,— I'd keep her— go ! And tell her that I told you so. KISSINGEN, September, 1871. M 2 MABEL. I. AT HER WINDOW Ah, minstrel, how strange is The carol you sing! Let Psyche, wJio ranges The garden of spring. Remember tJie cfianges December will bring. Beating heart ! we come again Where my Love reposes : This is Mabel's window-pane ; These are Mabel's roses. Is she nested ? Does she kneel In the twilight stilly ; Lily clad from throat to heel, She, my virgin lily ? Soon the wan, the wistful stars, Fading, will forsake her ; Elves of light, on beamy bars. Whisper then, and wake her. At Her Window. 165 Let this friendly pebble plead At her flowery grating. If she hear me will she heed ? Mabel, I am waiting. Mabel will be deck'd anon, Zoned in bride's apparel ; Happy zone ! — Oh hark to yon Passion-shaken carol ! Sing thy song, thou tranced thrush, Pipe thy best, thy clearest ;— Hush, her lattice moves, O hush — Dearest Mabel ! — dearest . . . II. HER MUFF. Lively Shepherdess. Now mind. He II call on you to-morrow at eleven. And beg tliat you will ditte with us at seven ; If, when He calls, you see that He has got His green umbrella, ilien you'll know He'll not 1 66 Her Muff. Be going to the House, and you' II decline. But if He hasn't it, you'll come and dine. Happy Shepherd. But if it rains : tJien how ? and where ? and when f And how about the green ^imhrella then ? Lively Shepherdess. Then He'll be wet, that's all, for if I don't Choose He should take it, why, of course ! you goose ! He won t. Arcady. She's jealous ! Does it grieve me ? No ! I'm glad to see my Mabel so, Carina mia ! Poor Puss ! That now and then she draws Conclusions, not without a cause, Is my idea. She loves ; and I'm prepared to prove That jealousy is kin to love In constant women. My jealous Pussy cut up rough The day before I bought her muff With sable trimming. These tearful darlings think to quell us By being so divinely jealous ; But I know better. Her Muff. i6j Hillo ! Who's that ? A damsel ! Come, I'll follow : — no, I can't, for some One else has met her. What fun ! He looks " a lad of grace." She holds her muff to hide her face ; They kiss, — The Sly Puss ! Hillo ! Her muff, — it's trimm'd with sable ! . . It's like the muff I gave to Mabel ! . . . Goodl-o-r-d, SHE'S MY PUSS ! TO LIN A OSWALD. (WITH A BIRTHDAY LOCKET.) "My darling wants to see ymi soon," — / bless the little maid,.and thank her; To do Jier bidding, night and noon I draw on Hope— Love's kindest banker! Your Sun is in brightest apparel, Your birds and your blossoms are gay, But where is my jubilant carol To welcome so joyous a day ? I sang for you when you were smaller, As fair as a fawn, and as wild : Now, Lina, you're ten and you're taller — You elderly child. I knew you in shadowless hours, When thought never came with a smart ; You then were the pet of your flowers, And joy was the child of your heart. I ever shall love you, and dearly ! — I think when you're even thirteen You'll still have a heart, and not merely A flirting machine ! To Lina Oswald. 169 And when time shall have spoil'd you of passion, — DiscrowTi'd what you now think sublime, Oh, I swear that you'll still be the fashion, And laugh at the antics of time. To love you will then be no duty; But happiness nothing can buy — There's a bud in your garland, my beauty, That never can die. A heart may be bruised and not broken, — A soul may despair and still reck ; — I send you, dear child, a poor token Of love, for your dear little neck. The heart that will beat just below it Is open and pure as your brow — May that heart, when you come to bestow it, Be happy as now. 1869—1872. THE REASON WHY. Ask why I love the roses fair, And whence they come and whose they were ; They come from her, and not alone. They bring her sweetness with their own. Or ask me why I love her so, I know not, this is all I know. These roses bud and bloom, and twine As she round this fond heart of mine. And this is why I love the flowers. Once they were hers, they're mine — they're ours ! I love her, and they soon will die, And now you know the reason why. A WINTER FANTASY. December has brought you a bonnie May, — A bonnie sweetheart is bound your way : He is coming — tho' yo7( tittle wot, — Vou are waiting— yet he knows it not ! Your veil is thick, and none would know The pretty face it quite obscures ; But if you foot it through the snow, Distrust those little boots of yours. The tell-tale snow, a sparkling mould, Says where they go and whence they came, Lightly they touch its carpet cold. And where they touch they sign your name. She pass'd beneath yon branches bare, How fair her face, and how content ! I only know her face was fair, — I only know she came and went. 1/2 A Winter Fantasy. Pipe, robins, pipe ; though boughs be bleak, Ye are her winter choristers ; Whose cheek will press that rose-cold cheek ? What lips those fresh young lips of hers ? THE UNREALIZED IDEAL. My only love is always near, — In country or in town I see her twinkling feet, I hear The whisper of her gown. She foots it ever fair and young, Her locks are tied in haste. And one is o'er her shoulder flung, And hangs below her waist. She ran before me in the meads ; And down this world-worn track She leads me on ; but while she leads She never gazes back. And yet her voice is in my dreams, To witch me more and more ; That wooing voice ! Ah me, it seems Less near me than of yore. 174 The Unrealized Ideal. Lightly I sped when hope was high, And youth beguiled the chase, — I follow, follow still ; but I Shall never see her face. IT MIGHT HAVE BEEN. A FRIENDLY bird with bosom red Is fluting near my garden seat ; Your sky is fair above my head, And Tweed rejoices at my feet. The squirrels gambol in the oak, All, all is glad, but you prefer To linger on amid the smoke Of stony-hearted Westminster. Again I read your letter through, — " How wonderful is fate's decree, How sweet is all your life to you, And oh, how sad is mine to me." I know your wail — who knows it not ?- He gave, — He taketh that He gave. Yours is the lot, the common lot, To go down weeping to the grave. 176 It Might Have Been. Sad journey to a dark abyss, Meet ending of your sorrow keen, — The burden of My dirge is this, And this My woe,—// might have been! Dear bird ! BUthe bird that sings in frost. Forgive my friend if he is sad ; He mourns what he has only lost,— I weep what I have never had. Lees, September 27, 1873. LOVE AND DEATH. Ay me, dread friends of mine are Love and Death : — Sweet Love who came to me on sheeny wing, And gave her to my arms — her hps, her breath, And all her golden ringlets clustering : While Time was gathering in the golden years Love gave me all, but where is all he gave ? Death took my Joy and left me barren tears,^ — Weary and lone I follow to the grave. There Death will end this vision half divine, Wan Death, who waits in shadow evermore. And silent, ere he give the sudden sign ; O, gently lead me thro' thy narrow door. Thou gentle Death, now kindliest friend of mine, — Ah me for Love . . . will Death my Love restore? N THE OLD STONEMASON. A SHOWERY day in early spring — An old man and a child Are seated near a scaffolding Where marble blocks are piled. His clothes are stain'd by age and soil, As hers by rain and sun ; He looks as if his days of toil Were very nearly done. To eat his dinner he had sought A staircase proud and vast, And here the duteous child had brought His scanty noon repast. A worn-out workman needing aid ; — A blooming child of light ; — The stately palace steps ; — all made A most pathetic sight. The Old Stonemason. 179 We had sought shelter from the storm, And saw this lowly pair, But none could see a Shining Form That watch'd beside them there. 1874. N 2 A RHYME OF ONE. You sleep upon your mother's breast, Your race begun, A welcome, long a wish'd-for guest, Whose age is One. A baby-boy, you wonder why You cannot run ; You try to talk— how hard you try ! — You're only One. Ere long you won't be such a dunce ; You'll eat your bun. And fly your kite, like folk, who once Were only One. You'll rhyme, and woo, and fight, and joke, Perhaps you'll pun ! Such feats are never done by folk Before they're One. A Rhyme of One. i8l Some day, too, you may have your joy, And envy none ; Yes, you, yourself, may own a boy, Who isn't One. He'll dance, and laugh, and crow, he'll do As you have done : (You crown a happy home, tho' you Are only One). But when he's grown shall you be here To share his fun, And talk of times when he (the dear !) Was hardly One ] Dear child, 'tis your poor lot to be My Uttle son ; I'm glad, though I am old, you see, — While you are One. 1876. MY SONG. You ask a song, Such as of yore, an autumn's eventide, Some blest boy-poet caroU'd,— and then died. Nay, /have sung too long. Say, shall I fling A sigh to Beauty at her window-pane ? I sang there once, might I not once again 7 — Or tell me whom to sing. The peer of Peers ? Lord of the wealth that gives his time employ- Time to possess, but hardly to enjoy — He cannot need my tears. The man of mind, Or priest, who darkens what is clear as day ? I cannot sing them, yet I will not say Such guides are wholly blind. Jlfy Song. 183 The Orator ? He quiet lies where yon fresh hillock heaves : 'Twere well to sprinkle there those laurel-leaves He won, — but never wore. Or shall I twine The Cypress ? Wreath of glory and of gloom, — To march a gallant soldier to his doom, Needs fuller voice than mine. No lay have I, No murmured measure meet for your delight, No song of Love and Death, to make you quite Forget that we must die. Something is wrong, — The world is over-wise ; or, more's the pity, These days are far too busy for a ditty, Yet take it, — take my Song. 1876. INCHBAE. Anon he shuts the solemn book To heed the faUing of the brook, He cares but Uttle why it flows, Or whence it comes, or where it goes. For here, on this deHghtful bank. His past — his future are a blank ; Enough for him the bloom, the cheer. They all are his, to-day and here. But hark a voice that carols free, And fills the air with melody ! She comes ! a creature clad in grace. And gospel promise in her face. So let her fearlessly intrude On this his much loved solitude ; Is she a lovely phantom, or That love he long has waited for ? Inchhae. i S 5 welcome as the morning dew ; Long, long have I expected you ; Come, share my seat, and, late or soon, All else that's mine beneath the moon. And sing your happy roundelay While nature listens. Till to-day This mirthful stream has never known A cadence gladder than its owti : Forgive if I too fondly gaze, Or praise the eyes that others praise : 1 watch'd my Star, I've wandered far — Are you my joy ? You know you are ! Let others praise, as others prize. The witching twilight of your eyes — I cannot praise you : I adore. And that is praise — and something more. TO HIS MISTRESS. [(SUGGESTED BY MR. STIGAND's HEINRICH HEINE.) What do the violets ail, So wan, so shy ? Why are the roses pale ? Oh why ? Oh why ? The lark sad music makes To sullen skies ; From yonder flowery brakes Dead odours rise. Why is the sun's new birth A dawTi of gloom ? Oh why is fehis fair earth My joyless tomb ? I wait apart and sigh, I call to thee ; Why, heart's beloved, why Didst thou leave me ? 1876. ANY POET TO HIS LOVE. A rather sad man, still at times lie -was jolly. And though hating a fool he'd a lueakness for folly. Immortal Verse ! Is mine the strain To last and live ? As ages wane Will one be found to twine the bays, And praise me then as now you praise ? Will there be one to praise ? Ah no ! My laurel leaf may never grow ; My bust is in the quarry yet, — Oblivion weaves my coronet. Immortal for a month — a week ! The garlands wither as I speak ; The song will die, the harp's unstrung, — But, singing, have I vainly sung ? You deign'd to lend an ear the while I trill'd my lay. I won your smile. Now, let it die, or let it live, — My verse was all I had to give. 1 88 Any Poet to his Love. The linnet flies on wistful wings, And finds a bower, and lights and sings ; Enough if my poor verse endures To light and live — to die in yours. 1875. NOTES. NOTES. "St. George's, Hanover Square." " Dans le bonheur de nos meilleurs amis nous trouvons souvent quelque chose qui ne nous plait pas entierement." "A Human Skull." " In our last month's Magazine you may remember there were some verses about a portion of a skeleton. Did you remark how the poet and present proprietor of the human skull at once settled the sex of it, and determined off-hand that it must have belonged to a woman ? Such skulls are locked up in many gentlemen's hearts and memories. Bluebeard, you know, had a whole museum of them — as that imprudent little last wife of his found out to her cost. And, on the other hand, a lady, we suppose, would select hers of the sort which had carried beards when in the flesh." — Adventures of Philip on his Way through the World. Cornhill Magazine, January, i86i.* * When I first sent these lines to the Cornhill Magazine, Mr. Thackeray, the editor, and an admirable judge of verse, proposed an alteration in the third stanza, and he returned it to me as it now stands. Originally I had made it to run thus : — Did she live yesterday, or ages sped ? What colour were the eyes when bright and waking ? And were your ringlets fair ? Poor little head ! — Poor little heart ! that long has done with aching. 192 Notes. "To My Old Friend Postumus." The WeU-beloved !— B. L. died 26th July, 1853. "To My Mistress." M. Deschanel quotes the following charming little poem by Corneille, addressed to a young lady who had not been quite civil to him. He says with truth — " Le sujet est leger, le rhythme court, mais on y retrouve la fierte de I'homme, et aussi I'ampleur du tragique." The last four stanzas, in particular, are brimful of spirit, and the mixture of pride and vanity they display is re- markable. " Marquise, si men visage A quelques traits un peu vieux, Souvenez-vous, qu'a mon age Vous ne vaudrez guere mieux. " Le temps aux plus belles choses Se plait a faire un affront, Et saura faner vos roses Comme il a ride mon front. " Le meme cours des planetes Regie nos jours et nos nuits ; On m'a vu ce que vous etes, Vous serez ce que je suis. " Cependant j'ai quelques charmes Qui sont assez eclatants Pour n'avoir pas trop d'alarmes De ces ravages du temps. " Vous en avez qu'on adore, Mais ceux que vous meprisez Pourraient bien durer encore Quand ceux-la seront uses. Notes. 1 93 " lis pourront sauver la gloire Des yeux qui me semblent doux, Et dans mille ans faire croire Ce qu'il me plaira de vous. " Chez cette race nouvelle Ou j'aurai quelque credit, Vous ne passerez pour belle Qu'autant que je I'aurai dit. " Pensez-y, belle Marquise, Quoiqu'un grison fasse effroi, II vaut qu'on le courtise Quand il est fait comme moi." " The Rose and the Ring." Mr. Thackeray spent a portion of the winter of 1854 in Rome, and while there he wrote his little Christmas story called "The Rose and the Ring." He was a great friend, of the dis- tinguished American sculptor, Mr. Story, and was a fi-equent visitor at his house. I have heard Mr. Story speak with emotion of the kindness of Mr. Thackeray to his little daughter, then recovering from a severe illness, and he told me that Mr. Thackeray used to come nearly every day to read to Miss Stoiy, often bringing portions of his manuscript with him. Five or six years afterwards Miss Story showed me a very pretty copy of "The Rose and the Ring," which Mr. Thackeray had sent her, with a facetious sketch of himself in the act of presenting her with the work. "Nuptial Verses." These lines were published in 1863 in "A Welcome," dedi- cated to the Princess of Wales ; and "An Aspiration" was written for two Woodcuts in "A Round of Days." (Christmas, 1865.) 194 Notes. "The Jester's Moral." " I WISH that I could run away From House, and Court, and Levee : Where bearded men appear to-day, Just Eton boys grown heavy." W. M. Praed. " A Garden Idyll." When these verses appeared in AIacniilla)i's Magazine they ran as follows, but many of my readers could not see the point, and others, seeing it, disliked it so heartily, that I altered them in sheer vexation ; now they have two readings, and can take their choice. GERALDINE AND I. Di te, Damasippe, deseque Verum ob consilium donent tonsore. I HAVE talk'd with her often in noon-day heat. We have walk'd under wintry skies ; Her voice is the dearest voice, and sweet Is the light in her gentle eyes ; It is bliss in the silent woods, among Gay crowds, or in any place. To mould her mind, to gaze in her young Confiding face. For ever may roses divinely blow, And wine-dark pansies charm By that prim box path where I felt the glow Of her dimpled, trusting arm, And the sweep of her silk as she tum'd and smiled A smile as fair as her pearls ; The breeze was in love with the darling child, And coax'd her curls. Notes. 195 She show'd me her ferns and woodbme sprays, Foxglove and jasmine stars, A mist of bkie in the beds, a blaze Of red in the celadon jars : And velvety bees in convolvulus bells, And roses of bountiful Spiing. But I said— "Though roses and bees have spells, They have thorn and sting." She show'd me ripe peaches behind a net As fine as her veil, and fat Gold fish a-gape, who lazily met For her crumbs — I grudged them that ! A squirrel, some rabbits with long lop ears. And guinea-pigs, tortoise-shell — wee ; And I told her that eloquent truth inheres In all we see. I lifted her doe by its lops, quoth I, " Even here deep meaning lies, — Why have squirrels these ample tails, and why Have rabbits these prominent eyes ? " She smiled and said, as she twirl'd her veil, " For some nice little cause, no doubt — If you lift a guinea-pig up by the tail His eyes drop out ! " 1868. "St. James's Street." I HOPE my readers, whoever they may be, will not credit me with all the sentiments expressed in this volume. I am told that these lines have disturbed some Americans, but surely without cause. The remark in the seventh stanza is natural in the mouth of a rather exclusive habitue of St. James's, who has the mortification to feel that he is no longer young, who is too 196 Notes. shallow-minded to appreciate our advance in civilisation during the last forty years, but who is nevertheless sufficiently keen to see what is possible in the future. My friends know I have a sincere admiration for the American people. "A Nice Correspondent." Ere long, perhaps in the next generation, the word nice, and some other equally common words, may have passed into the limbo of elegant, genteel, &c. Fashions change, and certain words sink in the scale of gentility, and pass, like houses, into the hands of humbler occupants. But what can poor poets do ! "A Winter Fantasy." The two first stanzas are imitated from Theophile Gautier. The kind of verse I have attempted in some of the pieces in this volume was in repute during the era of Swift and Prior, and again during the earlier years of this century. After- wards it fell into comparative neglect, but has now regained a little of its old popularity. Herrick, Suckling, Waller, Swift, Prior, Cowper, Landor, Moore, Praed, and Thackeray may be considered its representa- tive men, and each has his peculiar merit. Herrick is a finished artist, with a delightful feeling and fancy, and some of his flower pieces are as perfect as anything of the kind in the language. We admire Suckling for his gusto, and careless, natural grace ; while Waller has never been equalled for the way in which he blends his courtly wit and rhythmic elegance; his lines " To a Rose," and "On a Girdle," in these respects, leave nothing to be desired. Swift is pre-eminent for the intensity of his mordant humour, as Prior for his genial and sprightly wit, or as Hazlitt very happily expresses it, his " mischievous gaiety.'''' Cowper is a master of tender and playful irony. Landor is wanting in Notes. 197 humour and variety, but he atones for it by his pathos, and his pelkicid and classical style. Moore, as a satirist, is a very expert swordsman, and although there is rather too much tinsel in his sentiment, he has vi'it, and fun, and music, and sparkling fancy in abundance. Praed has considerable fancy, but it is less wild than Moore's, while his sympathies ai'e narrower than Thackeray's ; he has plenty of wit, however, and a highly idiomatic, incisive, and most finished style, and, in his peculiar vein, has never been equalled, and it may be safely affirmed, never can be excelled. "What am I to say of Thackeray? As he is yet rather too near to us, I will not criticize him ; but I may observe that he is almost as humorous as Swift, and occasionally almost as tender as Cowper, and one does not exactly see why he might not have been as good an artist as most of those above mentioned. Lovelace has given us one or two little poems, by no means perfect, but which in their way are admiraole. The gay and gallant Colonel is at this moment one of our i-eally popular minor poets, and all for the sake of some two short pages of verse ! Marlowe, Wotton, Ben Jonson, Raleigh, and Montrose must not be forgotten, as all have written excellently ; not to speak of Carew, Sedley, Paniell ( " When thy beauty appears"). Pope, Gray, Goldsmith, Captain Morris {" I'm often asked by plodding Souls"), Canning (the immortal "Needy Knife-grinder"), Luttrell, Rogers, Coleridge, Mrs. Barbauld (" Fluman Life"), W. R. Spencer, the brothers Smith (the inimitable "Rejected Ad- dresses"), Haynes Bayly, Dr. Barham, Peacock ("Love and Age"), Francis Mahony ("The Bells of Shandon"), Leigh Hunt, Hood, Lord Macaulay("A Valentine"), Mrs. Browning, and many others, dead and living. Light lyrical verse should be short, elegant, refined, and fanciful, not seldom distinguished by chastened sentiment, and often playful, and it should have one uniform and simple design. 1 he tone should not be pitched high, and the language should be idiomatic, the rhythm crisp and sparkling, the rhyme frequent 198 Notes. and never forced, while the entire poem should be marked by tasteful moderation, high finish, -and completeness, for however trivial the subject matter may be, indeed rather in proportion to its triviality, subordination to the rules of composition, and per- fection of execution, should be strictly enforced. Each piece cannot be expected to exhibit all these characteristics, but the qualities of brevity and buoyancy are essential. It should also have the air of being spontaneous ; indeed, to write it well is a difficult accomplishment, and no one has fully succeeded in it without possessing a certain gift of irony, which is not only a rarer quality than humour, or even wit, but is altogether less commonly met with than is sometimes imagined. The poem may be tinctured with a well-bred philosophy, it may be gay and gallant, it may be playfully malicious or tenderly ironical, it may display lively banter, and it may be satirically facetious, it may even, considering it as a mere work of art, be pagan in its philosophy or trifling in its tone, but it must never be ponderous or commonplace. It is needless to say that good sense will be found to underlie all the best poetry of whatever kind. There are good poets whose productions are more polished than finished, their stanzas are less perfect than their single lines, and their whole poems are not so satisfactory as either ; and again there are better poets who are more finished than polished ; now it seems to me that both qualities are peculiar to, and are pretty equally balanced in the best productions of the authors I have mentioned above. It is interesting to see what Voltaire * says of rhyme, its value, * "We insist that the rhyme shall cost nothing to the ideas, that it shall neither be trivial, nor too far-fetched ; we exact rigorously in a verse the same purity, the same precision, as in prose. We do not admit the smallest license ; we require an author to carry without a break all these chains, and yet that he should appear ever free." Notes. 1 99 anci its difficulties, and then to observe with how little success it is usually practised. Rhyme and alliteration cannot be too im- portant features in burlesque verse. 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