Poems in Two Volumes
Volume 2Book - 2010 rinting
Excerpt: ...like a Tower That long has lean'd forward, leans hour after hour - Mother, whose Spirit in fetters is bound, While she dandles the babe in her arms to the sound. 40 Now, Coaches and Chariots, roar on like a stream; Here are twenty souls happy as Souls in a dream: They are deaf to your murmurs-they care not for you, Nor what ye are flying, or what ye pursue TO THE DAISY. The two following Poems were overflowings of the mind in composing the one which stands first in the first Volume. With little here to do or see Of things that in the great world be, Sweet Daisy oft I talk to thee, For thou art worthy, Thou unassuming Common-place Of Nature, with that homely face, And yet with something of a grace, Which Love makes for thee Oft do I sit by thee at ease, And weave a web of similies, 10 Loose types of Things through all degrees, Thoughts of thy raising: And many a fond and idle name I give to thee, for praise or blame, As is the humour of the game, While I am gazing. A Nun demure of lowly port, Or sprightly Maiden of Love's Court, In thy simplicity the sport Of all temptations; 20 A Queen in crown of rubies drest, A Starveling in a scanty vest, Are all, as seem to suit thee best, Thy appellations. A little Cyclops, with one eye Staring to threaten and defy, That thought comes next-and instantly The freak is over, The shape will vanish, and behold A silver Shield with boss of gold, 30 That spreads itself, some Faery bold In fight to cover. I see thee glittering from afar;- And then thou art a pretty Star, Not quite so fair as many are In heaven above thee Yet, like a star, with glittering crest, Self-poised in air thou seem'st to rest;- May peace come never to his nest, ...
Publisher: [S.l.] : General Books, 2010 printing
Branch Call Number: 821 WOR
Characteristics: 52 p. ; 23 cm