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De Monfort.

Sonnet. Written at Malvern, July 11, 1793 519

Act I. .

Sonnet. On reviewing the foregoing, Septem-

II.

337 ber 21, 1797

519

IIL .

IV.

V.

319

COLERIDGE.

The Martyr.

Act I.

356 Sibylline Leaves.

II.

I. Poems occasioned by Political Events, or Feel-

II.

365 ings connected with them:

Christopher Columbus.

370 Ode to the departing Year . . . .

Lady Griseld Baillie

France. An Ode

Lord John of the East .

Fears in Solitude. Written in A

Malcon's Heir .

ing the Aların of an Invasion, war Eclogue

The Elden Tree

390 Fire, Famine, and Slaughter. A War Eclogue

The Ghost of Fadon

392 Recantation, illustrated in the Story of the Mad

A Novemter Night's Traveller

391
Ox.

526

Sir Maurice. A Ballad

396 II. Love Poems :-

4 dress to a Steam-vessel

399 Introduction to the Tale of the Dark Ladie 528

To Mrs. Siddons

399 Lewti, or the Circassian Love-chant.

529

A Volunteer Sung

400 The Picture, or the Lover's Resolution

530

To a Child

The Night-scene. A Dramatic Fragment .

To an unfortunate Woman, whom the Author

had known in the Days of her Innocence , 532

BLOOMFIELD.

To an unfortunate Woman at the Theatre, 532

Lines composed in a Concert-room . . 533

The Farmer's Boy.

The Keepsake .

533

Spring . . . . . .

To a Lady. With Falconer's “

.

Summer . . . .

531

. .

Home-sick. Written in Germany . .

Autumn .

31

. . . . .

Answer to a Child's Question
Winler . .

. . .

To a Young Lady. On her Recovery from

Fever . . .

The Visionary Hope

WORDSWORTH.

Something childish, but very natural. Written

in Germany .

535

The Excursion, being a Portion of the Recluse.

Recollections of Love

Book | The Wanderer

417 The Happy Husband. A Fragment

Il The Solitary

On revisiting the Sea shore, aller long Absence,

TII Despondency

432 under strong medical recommendations not to

IV. Despondency correc

410

bathe . . . . . .

V. The Pastor,

The Composition of a Kiss

VI. The Churchyard among the Mountains

III. Meditative Poems, In blank verse:

VII. The Churchyard among the Mountains,

Hymn before Sunrise, in live Vale of Chamouny

continued . .

Lines written in the Album at Elbingerode, in

VIII. The Parsonage .

the Hartz Forest,

LX. Discourse of the Wanderer, and an Even-

On observing a Blossom on the first of February,

ing Visit to the Lake

1796 ..

The Armenian Lady's Love

The Eolian Harp. Composed at Clevedon, So.

The Somnambulist

mersetshire

Reflections on having left à Place of Retiremeni

To the Rev. George Coleridge of Ollery St. Mary,

BOWLES.

Devon, with some Poems

A tombless Epitaph ...

The Missionary.

Inscription for a Fountain on a Heath . . 540

Canto I.

This Lime-iree Bower my Prison

540

II. .

To a Gentleman. Composed on the Night after

III.

his Recitation of a Poem on the Growth of an

IV. .

individual Mind.

To a Friend, who had declared his Intention of

505

writing no more Poetry

542

VII.

506 The Nightingale: a Conversation Poem.

VIII.

509

len in April, 1798 . . . . .

Song of the Cid

512 Frost at Midnight .

Sonnels. Written chiefly during various Journeys."

To a Friend, together with an unfinished Poem 514

Part I

The Hour when we shall meet again. Composed

Sonnet. Written at Tynemouth, Northumber-

during Illness and in Absence,

.

544

land, after a tempestuous Voyage

Lines to Joseph Cottle. . .

541

Sonnet. At Barnborough Castle

514 IV. Odes and Miscellaneous Poems :

Sonnet To the River Wensbeck

The Three Graves. A Fragment of a Sexton's

Sonnet. To the River Tweed

Tale

545

Sunnet

Dejection.

Sonnet. On leaving a Village in Scotland . 515 Oué lo Georgiana, Dutchess of Devonshire, on

Sonnel. To the River Itchin, near Winton 515

the twenty-fourth Stanza in her" Passage over

Sonnet.

. 515

Mount Gothard" .

.

Sonnel. At Dover Cliffs, July 20, 1787. .

. 516 Ode to Tranquillity

Sonnet. At Ostend, landing, July 21, 1787. 516 To a Young Friend, on his proposing to domesti-

Sonnet. At Ostend, July 22, 1787

516

cate with the Author. Composed in 1796 . 551

Sonnet. On the River Rhine

516 Lines to W. L. Esq., while he sang a Song to

Sonnet. Ala Convent . . .

516 Purcell's Music:

Sonnet . .

516 Addressed to a Young Man of Fortune, who

Sonnet

517 abandoned himself to an indolent and cause-

Sonnet. On a distant View of England

less Melancholy . . . . .

Sonnel. To the River Cherwell, Oxford

Sonnet to the River Otter .

Part II.

Sonnet. Composed on a Journey homeward ;

Sonnet

517

the Author having received Intelligence of the

Sonnet. October,

517

Birth of a Son, September 20, 1796

Sonnet November, 1792

Sonnet. To a Friend, who asked how I felt

Sonnet April, 1793

• 518 when the Nurse first presented my Infant

Sonnel. May, 1793 .

518

Sonnet. Nelley Abbey . .

518 The Virgin's Cradle Hymn. Copied from the

Sonnet

Print of the Virgin in a Catholic Village in

Sonnel. May, 1793 .. .. .

518 Germany.

Sonnet

On the Christening of a Fri

Sondet. On revisiting Oxford'. ..

518 Epitaph on an Infant

Sonnet. On the Death of the Rev. William Ben-

Melancholy. A Fragment . . .

well

· 519 A Christmas Carol .

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WILLIAM FALCONER.

WILLIAM FALCONEr was a native of Edinburgh, | Aurora was never heard of after she passed the and went to sea at an early age in a merchant Cape, and was thought to have foundered in the vessel of Leith. He was afterwards mate of a Channel of Mozambique ; so that the poet of the ship that was wrecked in the Levant, and was one Shipwreck may be supposed to have perished by the of only three out of her crew that were saved, a same species of calamity which he had rehearsed. calastrophe which formed the subject of his future. The subject of the Shipwreck, and the fate of poem. He was for some time in the capacity of a its author, bespeak an uncommon partiality in its servant to Campbell, the author of Lexiphanes, favour. If we pay respect to the ingenious scholar when purser of a ship. Campbell is said to have who can produce agreeable verses amidst the discovered in Falconer talents worthy of cultiva- shades of retirement, or the shelves of his library, tion, and when the latter distinguished himself as how much more interest must we take in the “shipa poet, used to boast that he had been his scholar. boy on the high and giddy mast” cherishing refined What he learned from Campbell it is not very easy visions of fancy at the hour which he may casually to ascertain. His education, as he ofien assured snatch from fatigue and danger. Nor did Falconer Governor Hunter, had been confined to reading, neglect the proper acquirements of seamanship in writing, and a little arithmetic, though in the course cultivating poetry, but evinced considerable knowof his life he picked up some acquaintance with ledge of his profession, both in his Marine Dictionthe French, Spanish, and Italian languages. In ary and in the nautical precepts of the Shipwreck. these his countryman was not likely to have much In that poem he may be said to have added a conassisted him; but he might have lent him books, genial and peculiarly British subject to the lanand possibly instructed him in the use of figures. guage ; at least, we had no previous poem of any Falconer published his Shipwreck, in 1762, and by length of which the characters and catastrophe the favour of the Duke of York, to whom it was de were purely naval. dicated, obtained the appointment of a midshipman The scene of the catastrophe (though he followed in the Royal George, and afterwards that of purser only the fact of his own history) was poetically in the Glory frigate. He soon afterwards married laid amidst seas and shores where the mind easily a Miss Hicks, an accomplished and beautiful wo-gathers romantic associations, and where it sup man, the daughter of the surgeon of Sheerness poses the most picturesque vicissitudes of scenery yard. At the peace of 1763, he was on the point and climate. The spectacle of a majestic British of being reduced to distressed circumstances by his ship on the shores of Greece brings as strong a ship being laid up in ordinary at Chatham, when, a reminiscence to the mind, as can well be by the friendship of Commissioner Hanway, who imagined, of the changes which time has wrought ordered the cabin of the Glory to be fitted up for in transplanting the empire of arts and civilization. his residence, he enjoyed for some time a retreat Falconer's characters are few ; but the calm sagafor study without expense or embarrassment. Here cious commander, and the rough obstinate Rodhe employed himself in compiling his Marine Dic. mond, are well contrasted. Some part of the tionary, which appeared in 1769, and has been love-story of Palemon is rather swainish and proalways highly spoken of by those who are capable tracted, yet the effect of his being involved in the of estimating its merits. He embarked also in the calamity leaves a deeper sympathy in the mind politics of the day, as a poetical antagonist to for the daughter of Albert, when we conceive her Churchill, but with little advantage to his memory. at once deprived both of a father and a lover. Before the publication of his Marine Dictionary he The incidents of the Shipwreck, like those of a had left his retreat at Chatham for a less comfort- well-wrought tragedy, gradually deepen, while able abode in the metropolis, and appears to have they yet leave a suspense of hope and fear to the struggled with considerable difficulties, in the midst imagination. In the final scene there is something of wbich he received proposals from the late Mr. that deeply touches our compassion in the picture Murray, the bookseller, to join him in the business of the unfortunate man who is struck blind by a which he had newly established. The canse of flash of lightning at the helm. I remember, by, his refusing this offer was, in all probability, the the-way, to have met with an affecting account of appointment which he received to the pursership the identical calamity befalling the steersman of a of the Aurora, East Indiaman. In that ship he forlorn vessel in a similar moment, given in a prose embarked for India, in September, 1769, but the and veracious history of the loss of a vessel on the

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coast of America. Falconer skilfully heightens
this trait by showing its effect on the commisera-
tion of Rodmond, the roughest of his characters,
who guides the victim of misfortune to lay hold of
the shrouds.

"A flash, quick glancing on the nerves of light,
Struck the pale helmsman with eternal night:
Rodiond, who heard a pitious groan behind,
Touch'd with compassion, gaz'd upon the blind;

And, while around his sad companions crowd, He guides the unhappy victim to the shroud. Hie thee alost, my gallant friend! he cries; Thy only succour on the mast relies!" The effect of his sea phrases is to give a definite and authentic character to his descriptions; and his poem has the sensible charm of appearing a transcript of reality, and leaves an impression of truth and nature on the mind.

| With living colours give my verse to glow, THE SHIPWRECK.

The sad memorial of a tale of wo?

A scene from dumb oblivion to restore,
Canto I.

To fame unknown, and new to epic lore!
ARGUMENT.

Alas ; neglected by the sacred Nine,

Their suppliant feels no genial ray divine ! Proposal of the subject. Invocation. Apology. Alle | Ah! will they leave Pieria's happy shore, gorical description of memory. Appeal to her assist

To plough the tide where winiry tempests roar ? ance. The story begun. Retrospect of the former

Or shall a youth approach their hallow'd fane, part of the voyage. The ship arrives at Candia. Ancient state of that island. Present state of the

Stranger to Phæbus, and the tuneful train ?adjacent isles of Greece. The season of the year. Far from the Muses' academic grove, Character of the master and his officers. Story of 'Twas his the vast and trackless deep to rove. Palemon and Anna. Evening described. Midnight. Alternate change of climates has he known, The ship weighs anchor, and departs from the haven. And felt the fierce extremes of either zone; State of the weather. Morning. Situation of the

Where polar skies congeal th' eternal snow, neighbouring shores. Operation of taking the sun's

Or equinoctial suns for ever glow. azimuth. Description of the vessel as seen from the land.

Smote by the freezing or the scorching blast,

“A ship-boy on the high and giddy mast,"* The scene is near the city of Candia ; and the time about four days

From regions where Peruvian billows roar, and a half.

To the bleak coast of savage Labrador. WHILE jarring interests wake the world to arms, From where Damascus, pride of Asian plains ! And fright the peaceful vale with dire alarms; Stoops her proud neck beneath tyrannic chains, While Ocean hears vindictive thunders roll,

To where the isthmus,t laved by adverse tides,
Along his trembling wave, from pole to pole; Atlantic and Pacific seas divides.
Sick of the scene, where war, with ruthless hand, But, while he measured o’er the painful race,
Spreads desolation o'er the bleeding land ;

In Fortune's wild illimitable chase,
Sick of the tumult, where the trumpet's breath Adversity, companion of his way!
Bids ruin smile, and drowns the groan of death! Still o'er the victim hung with iron sway ;
'Tis mine, retired beneath this cavern hoar,

Bade new distresses every instant grow,
That stands all lonely on the sea-beat shore, Marking each change of place with change of wo:
Far other themes of deep distress to sing

In regions where th' Almighty's chastening hand Than ever trembled from the vocal string.

With livid pestilence afflicts the land ; No pomp of battle swells th' exalted strain, Or where pale famine blasts the hopeful year, Nor gleaming arms ring dreadful on the plain : Parent of want and misery severe ; But, o'er the scene while pale Remembrance weeps, Or where, all dreadful in th' embattled line, Fate with fell triumph rides upon the deeps, The hostile ships in flaming combat join : Here hostile elements tumultuous rise,

Where the torn vessel, wind and wave assail, And lawless floods rebel against the skies ;

Till o'er her crew distress and death prevailTill hope expires, and peril and dismay

Where'er he wander'd thus vindictive Fate Wave their black ensigns on the watery way. Pursued his weary steps with lasting hate!

Immortal train, who guide the maze of song, Roused by her mandate, storms of black array To whom all science, arts, and arms belong; Winter'd the morn of life's advancing day; Who bid the trumpet of eternal fame

Relax'd the sinews of the living lyre, Exalt the warrior's and the poet's name!

And quench'd the kindling spark of vital fire.If e'er with trembling hope I fondly stray'd

Thus while forgotten or unknown he woos, In life's fair morn beneath your hallow'd shade,

What hope to win the coy, reluctant Muse ? To hear the sweetly-mournful lute complain, Then let not Censure, with malignant joy, And melt the heart with ecstasy of pain ;

The harvest of his humble hope destroy ! Or listen, while th' enchanting voice of love,

His verse no laurel wreath attempts to claim, While all Elysium warbled through the grove;

Nor sculptur'd brass to tell the poet's name. 0! by the hollow blast that moans around,

If terms uncouth, and jarring phrases, wound That sweeps the wild harp with a plaintive sound; The softer sense with inharmonious sound, By the long surge that foams through yonder cave, Whose vaults remurmur to the roaring wave;

* Shakspeare.

Darien.

Yet here let listening Sympathy prevail,

A thousand tender thoughts their souls employ, While conscious Truth unfolds her piteous tale! That fondly dance to scenes of future joy. And lo! the power that wakes th' eventful song Thus time elapsed, while o'er the pathless tide Hastes hither from Lethean banks along:

Their ship throngh Grecian seas the pilots guide. She sweeps the gloom, and rushing on the sight, Occasion call’d to touch at Candia's shore, Spreads o'er the kindling scene propitious light; Which, bless'd with favouring winds, they soon In her right hand an ample roll appears,

explore, Fraught with long annals of preceding years ; The haven enter, borne before the gale, With every wise and noble art of man,

Despatch their commerce, and prepare to sail. Since first the circling hours their course began. Eternal Powers! what ruins from afar Her left a silver wand on high display'd,

Mark the fell track of desolating War! Whose magic touch dispels Oblivion's shade. Here Art and Commerce, with auspicious reign, Pensive her look; on radiant wings, that glow Once breathed sweet influence on the happy plain ; Like Juno's birds, or Iris' Aaming bow,

While o'er the lawn, with dance and festive song, She sails ; and swifter than the course of light, Young Pleasure led the jocund hours along. Directs her rapid intellectual flight.

In gay luxuriance Ceres too was seen The fugitive ideas she restores,

[shores. To crown the valleys with eternal green. And calls the wandering thought from Lethe's | For wealth, for valour, courted and revered, To things long past a second date she gives, What Albion is, fair Candia then appear'd. And hoary Time from her fresh youth receives. Ah! who the flight of ages can revoke? Congenial sister of immortal Fame,

The free-born spirit of her sons is broke; She shares her power, and Memory is her name. They bow to Ottoman's imperious yoke !

O first-born daughter of primeval Time! No longer Fame the drooping heart inspires, By whom transmitted down in every clime, For rude Oppression quench'd its genial fires. The deeds of ages long elapsed are known, But still, her fields with golden harvests crown'd And blazon'd glories spread from zone to zone; Supply the barren shores of Greece around, Whose breath dissolves the gloom of mental night, What pale distress afflicts those wretched isles ; And o'er th' obscured idea pours the light! There hope ne'er dawns, and pleasure never smiles. Whose wing unerring glides through time and place, The vassal wretch obsequious drags his chain, And trackless scours th' immensity of space! And hears his famish'd babes lament in vain. Say! on what seas, for thou alone canst tell, These eyes have seen the dull reluctant soil What dire mishap a fated ship befell,

A seventh year scorn the weary labourer's toil. Assail'd by tempests! girt with hostile shores ! No blooming Venus, on the desert shore, Arise! approach! unlock thy treasured stores ! Now views with triumph captive gods adore:

A ship from Egypt, o'er the deep impellid No lovely Helens now, with fatal charms, By guiding winds, her course for Venice held; Call forth th' avenging chiefs of Greece to arms: Of famed Britannia were the gallant crew, No fair Penelopes enchant the eye, And from that isle her name the vessel drew. For whom contending kings are proud to die. The wayward steps of Fortune that delude Here sullen Beauty sheds a twilight ray, Full oft to ruin, eager they pursued ;

While Sorrow bids her vernal bloom decay. And, dazzled by her visionary glare,

Those charms so long renown'd in classic strains, Advanced incautious of each fatal snare;

Had dimly shone on Albion's happier plains. Though warn'd full oft the slippery track to shun, Now, in the southern hemisphere, the sun Yet Hope, with flattering voice, betray'd them on. Through the bright Virgin and the Scales had run; Beguiled to danger thus, they left behind

And on th' ecliptic wheel'd his winding way The scene of peace, and social joy resign'd. Till the fierce Scorpion felt his flaming ray, Long absent they, from friends and native home, The ship was moor'd beside the wave-worn strand; The cheerless ocean were inured to roam :

Four days her anchors bite the golden sand : Yet Heaven, in pity to severe distress,

For sick’ning vapours lull the air to sleep, Had crown'd each painful voyage with success : And not a breeze awakes the silent deep. Still to atone for toils and hazards past,

This, when th' autumnal equinox is o'er, Restored them to maternal plains at last.

And Phæbus in the north declines no more, Thrice had the sun, to rule the varying year The watchful mariner, whom Heaven informs, Across th' equator rollid his flaming sphere, Oft deems the prelude of approaching storms. Since last the vessel spread her ample sail True to his trust, when sacred duty calls, From Albion's coast, obsequious to the gale. No brooding storm the master's soul appals ; She, o'er the spacious flood, from shore to shore, Th'advancing season warns him to the main Unwearying, wafted her commercial store. A captive, fetter'd to the oar of gain! The richest ports of Afric she had view'd,

His anxious heart impatient of delay, Thence to fair Italy her course pursued ;

Expects the winds to sail from Candia's bay, Had left behind Trinacria's burning isle,

Determined, from whatever point they rise, And visited the margin of the Nile.

To trust his fortune to the seas and skies. And now, that winter deepens round the pole, | Thou living Ray of intellectual fire, The circling voyage hastens to its goal,

Whose voluntary gleams my verse inspire ! They, blind to Fate's inevitable law,

| Ere yet the deep'ning incidents prevail, No dark event to blast their hope foresaw; Till roused attention feel our plaintive tale, But from gay Venice soon expect to steer | Record whom, chief among the gallant crew, For Britain's coast, and dread no perils near. Th' unblest pursuit of fortune hither drew!

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