Thousand Lines: NOW FIRST OFFERED TO THE WORLD WE LIVE IN. "O deem not, midst this worldly strife, An idle art the Poet brings,— Let high Philosophy control And Sages calm the stream of life, 'Tis he refines its fountain springs, The nobler passions of the soul." CAMPBELL. LONDON: J. HATCHARD & SON, 187, PICCADILLY. 1845. A THOUSAND LINES. PROLOGUE. My heart presents her gift; in turn, of thee Kindly to spend with these my thoughts and me, Not without name or note, yet nameless now Full of young hopes I dare the tented field!- |