Would she have felt me trembling press, Her tresses too, as soft as thine- Go, go-an aoulgar years May now be pind, be sighed away, Before one blessed hour appears, Like that which we have lost to-day! AT NIGHT.* Ar night, when all is still around, That foot that comes so soft at night! And then, at night, how sweet to say "The eloquence of mute caress, *These lines allude to a curious lamp, which has for its device a Cupid, with the words "at night" written over him. With those we love exchang'd at night! At night, what dear employ to trace, In fancy, every glowing grace That's hid by darkness from the sight; And guess by every broken sigh, What tales of bliss the shrouded eye Is telling from the soul at night! ΤΟ I OFTEN wish that thou wert dead, And life has nothing worth our keeping! No-common souls may bear decline Of all, that throbb'd them once so high; But hearts that beat like thine and mine, Must still love on-love on or die! 'Tis true, our early joy was such, That nature could not bear th' excess! It was too much-for life too muchThough life be all a blank with less! To see that eye so cold, so still, Which once, oh God! could melt in blissNo, no, I cannot bear the chill: Hate, burning hate were heaven to this! END OF THE SECOND VOLUME. CONTENTS. EPISTLE I. TO Lord Viscount Strangford Stanzas. "A beam of tranquility smil'd in the west" The Tell-Tale Lyre To the Flying-Fish EPISELE II. To Miss M- Page 13 To Cara. "Conceal'd within the shady wood" 32 year" To the Invisible Girl Peace and Glory To "To be the theme of every hour" A Ballad. "They made her a grave too cold EPISTLE III. To the Marchioness Dowager of The Genius of Harmony EPISTLE IV. To George Morgan, Esq. The Ring To "Put off the vestal veil The Resemblance To 65 "When I lov'd you, I can't but allow" 70 From the Greek of Meleager Lines, written in a Storm at Sea Odes to Nea. Ode I. "Nay, tempt me not to love again" V. "Well, peace to thy heart, though an- other's it be" VI. "If I were yonder wave, my dear" VIII. The Snow-Spirit IX. "I stole along the flowery bank" X. "Oh! it was fill'd with words of flame" 74 76 77 79 83 85 87 88 89 92 , XI. "I found her not, the chamber seem'd XII. "Behold, my love, the curious gem" The Philosopher Aristippus to a Lamp which To Mrs. Bl-h-d. Written in her Album EPISTLE VII. To Thomas Hume, Esq. M. D. The Snake. "My love and I the other day" Page Song of the Evil Spirit of the Woods To Mrs. Henry T-ghe, on reading her Psyche 197 Song. "I ne'er on that lip for a moment have |