ON RECEIVING A CROWN OF IVY FROM THE SAME. A crown of ivy! I submit my head To the young hand that gives it,—young, 'tis true, How pleasant the leaves feel! and how they spread ON THE SAME. It is a lofty feeling, yet a kind, Thus to be topped with leaves;-to have a sense As from great Nature's fingers, and be twined Love of things lasting, love of the tall woods, Of natural good befitting such desires, 346 FOUR SONNETS FROM LEIGH HUNT'S FOLIAGE. TO THE GRASSHOPPER AND THE Green little vaulter in the sunny grass One to the fields, the other to the hearth, Both have your sunshine; both though small are strong 30th December, 1816. III. SONNET WRITTEN ON THE BLANK LEAF OF KEATS'S POEMS (1817) BY CHARLES OLLIER. Keats I admire thine upward daring Soul, I deem within thy reach ;-rejoic'd I see She points to blest abodes where spirits free Assuring thee her transcript thou shalt find. I have no evidence of the authorship of this sonnet beyond the hand-writing; but I have no doubt about its being the writing of Charles Ollier. The sonnet is dated the 2nd of March 1817, and represents a far pleasanter phase of Keats's connexion with his first publisher than that represented by the next appendix. IV. LETTER FROM MESSRS. C. & J. OLLIER TO GEORGE KEATS CONCERNING KEATS'S POEMS (1817) reprinted from The Athenæum for the 7th of June 1873. Sir,-We regret that your brother ever requested us to publish his book, or that our opinion of its talent should have led us to acquiesce in undertaking it. We are, however, much obliged to you for relieving us from the unpleasant necessity of declining any further connexion with it, which we must have done, as we think the curiosity is satisfied, and the sale has dropped. By far the greater number of persons who have purchased it from us have found fault with it in such plain terms, that we have in many cases offered to take the book back rather than be annoyed with the ridicule which has, time after time, been showered upon it. In fact, it was only on Saturday last that we were under the mortification of having our own opinion of its merits flatly contradicted by a gentleman, who told us he considered it no better than a take in.' These are unpleasant imputations for any one in business to labour under, but we should have borne them and concealed their existence from you had not the style of your note shewn us that such delicacy would be quite thrown away. We shall take means without delay for ascertaining the number of copies on hand, and you shall be informed accordingly. Your most, &c. 3, Welbeck Street, 29th April, 1817. C. & J. Ollier. V. REVIEW OF ENDYMION PUBLISHED IN THE QUARTERLY REVIEW. EVIEWERS have been sometimes accused of not reading the works which they affected to criticise. On the present occasion we shall anticipate the author's complaint, and honestly confess that we have not read his work. Not that we have been wanting in our duty -far from it—indeed, we have made efforts almost as superhuman as the story itself appears to be, to get through it; but with the fullest stretch of our perseverance, we are forced to confess that we have not been able to struggle beyond the first of the four books of which this Poetic Romance consists. We should extremely lament this want of energy, or whatever it may be, on our parts, were it not for one consolation-namely, that we are no better acquainted with the meaning of the book through which we have so painfully toiled, than we are with that of the three which we have not looked into. It is not that Mr. Keats, (if that be his real name, for This is the review immortalized, as far as things hateful can be, by Shelley in his Adonais. It is a curiously unimportant production; but it is well that it should be in evidence. It appeared in No. XXXVII of the review, headed "April, 1818" on page 1, but described on the wrapper as "published in September, 1818". |