Then Money came; and, chinking still 66 "What tune is this, poor man?" said he; "I heard in music you had skill." But thou shalt answer, Lord, for me. Then came brave Glory puffing by, In silks, that whistled -"Who but he?" He scarce allowed me half an eye. But thou shalt answer, Lord, for me. Then came quick Wit and Conversation; And he would needs a comfort be, And, to be short, make an oration. But thou shalt answer, Lord, for me. Yet, when the hour of thy design To answer these fine things shall come, Speak not at large; say I am thine; And then they have their answer home. HERBERT. ETON COLLEGE. YE distant spires, ye antique towers, Of grove, of lawn, of mead, survey, His silver-winding way: Ah, happy hills! ah, pleasing shade! A stranger yet to pain! As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring. Say, father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green, The paths of pleasure trace; Who foremost now delight to cleave, With pliant arm, thy glassy wave? The captive linnet which inthrall? What idle progeny succeed To chase the rolling circle's speed, Or urge the flying ball? While some on earnest business bent, Their murmuring labors ply 'Gainst graver hours that bring constraint To sweeten liberty: Some bold adventurers disdain Still as they run they look behind, Gay hope is theirs by fancy fed, And lively cheer, of vigor born; The thoughtless day, the easy night, The spirits pure, the slumbers light, That fly the approach of morn. Alas! regardless of their doom, The little victims play; No sense have they of ills to come, And black Misfortune's baleful train! Ah, show them where in ambush stand, To seize their prey, the murth❜rous band! Ah, tell them, they are men! These shall the fury Passions tear, The vultures of the mind, Disdainful Anger, pallid Fear, And Shame that skulks behind; Or pining Love shall waste their youth, Or Jealousy, with rankling tooth, To humbler functions, awful power! WORDSWORTH. CONFESSION. No screw, no piercer can Into a piece of timber worke and winde, As God's afflictions into man, When he a torture hath designed. They are too subtle for the subtlest hearts; And fall, like rheumes, upon the tenderest parts. We are the earth; and they, Like moles within us, heave, and cast about: And till they foot and clutch their prey, They never cool, much less give out. No smith can make such locks, but they have keys; Closets are halls to them; and hearts, high-ways. Only an open breast Doth shut them out, so that they cannot enter; Or, if they enter, cannot rest, But quickly seek some new adventure. Smooth open hearts no fastening have; but fiction Doth give a hold and handle to affliction. SUN-DIAL. THE shadow on the dial's face, This shadow, which, in every clime, From hoary rock and aged tree, From proud Palmyra's mouldering walls, From Teneriffe, towering o'er the sea, From every blade of grass it falls; LIFE. MONTGOMERY. I MADE a posie while the day ran by: Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band. But Time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And withered in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart; I took, without more thinking, in good part Time's gentle admonition; Can yet the lease of my true love control, Supposed as forfeit to a confined doom. The mortal moon hath her eclipse endured, And the sad augurs mock their own presage; Incertainties now crown themselves assured, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time My love looks fresh, and Death to me subscribes, Since spite of him, I'll live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes. And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent. SHAKSPEARE. SHAKSPEARE. GOOD OMENS. NOT mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul Of the wide world dreaming on things to come, DESTINY. THE Destiny, Minister General, So strong it is, that though the world had sworn |