[BY LAURA MATILDA.—REJECTED ADDRESSES.]
"You praise our sires: but though they wrote with force, Their rhymes were vicious, and their diction coarse:
We want their strength, agreed; but we atone
For that and more, by sweetness all our own."-GIFFORD.
BALMY Zephyrs, lightly flitting,
Shade me with your azure wing;
On Parnassus' summit sitting, Aid me, Clio, while I sing.
Softly slept the dome of Drury O'er the empyreal crest, When Alecto's sister-fury
Softly slumbering sunk to rest.
Lo! from Lemnos, limping lamely, Lags the lowly Lord of Fire, Cytherea yielding tamely
To the Cyclops dark and dire.
Clouds of amber, dreams of gladness, Dulcet joys and sports of youth, Soon must yield to haughty sadness, Mercy holds the vail to Truth.
See Erostratus the second Fires again Diana's fane; By the Fates from Orcus beckoned, Clouds envelop Drury Lane.
Lurid smoke and frank suspicion
Hand in hand reluctant dance: While the god fulfills his mission, Chivarly, resign thy lance.
Hark! the engines blandly thunder, Fleecy clouds disheveled lie, And the firemen, mute with wonder, On the son of Saturn cry.
See the bird of Ammon sailing, Perches on the engine's peak, And, the Eagle firemen hailing, Soothes them with its bickering beak.
Thus fell Drury's lofty glory,
Leveled with the shuddering stones; Mars, with tresses black and gory, Drinks the dew of pearly groans.
Hark! what soft Eolian numbers Gem the blushes of the morn! Break, Amphion, break your slumbers, Nature's ringlets deck the thorn.
Ha! I hear the strain erratic
Dimly glance from pole to pole; Raptures sweet, and dreams ecstatic Fire my everlasting soul.
Where is Cupid's crimson motion? Billowy ecstasy of woe,
Bear me straight, meandering ocean, Where the stagnant torrents flow.
Blood in every vein is gushing, Vixen vengeance lulls my heart; See, the Gorgon gang is rushing! Never, never, let us part!
AND do you ask me, "What is LIFE?"
And do you ask me, "What is pleasure?" My muse and I are not at strife,
So listen, lady, to my measure:— Listen amid thy graceful leisure, To what is LIFE, and what is pleasure. 'Tis LIFE to see the first dawn stain With sallow light the window-pane: To dress-to wear a rough drab coat, With large pearl buttons all afloat Upon the waves of plush: to tie A kerchief of the King-cup dye (White spotted with a small bird's-eye) Around the neck, and from the nape Let fall an easy fan-like cape:
To quit the house at morning's prime, At six or so-about the time
When watchmen, conscious of the day Puff out their lantern's rush-light ray; Just when the silent streets are strewn With level shadows, and the moon Takes the day's wink and walks aside To nurse a nap till eventide.
'Tis LIFE to reach the livery stable, Secure the ribbons and the day-bill, And mount a gig that had a spring Some summer's back: and then take wing Behind (in Mr. Hamlet's tongue) A jade whose "withers are unwrung; Who stands erect, and yet forlorn, And from a half-pay life of corn, Showing as many points each way As Martial's Epigrammata, Yet who, when set a-going, goes Like one undestined to repose. 'Tis LIFE to revel down the road, And queer each o'erfraught chaise's load;
To rave and rattle at the gate,
And shower upon the gatherer's pate Damns by the dozens, and such speeches
As well betokens one 's slang riches:
To take of Deady's bright stark naked
A glass or so-'tis LIFE to take it!
To see the Hurst with tents encampt on; Lurk around Lawrence's at Hampton; Join the flash crowd (the horse being led Into the yard, and clean'd and fed); Talk to Dav' Hudson, and Cy' Davis (The last a fighting rara avis), And, half in secret, scheme a plan For trying the hardy Gas-light-Man. 'Tis LIFE to cross the laden ferry, With boon companions, wild and merry, And see the ring upon the Hurst With carts encircled-hear the burst At distance of the eager crowd. Oh, it is LIFE! to see a proud And dauntless man step, full of hopes, Up to the P. C. stakes and ropes, Throw in his hat, and with a spring, Get gallantly within the ring;
Eye the wide crowd, and walk awhile, Taking all cheerings with a smile: To see him skip-his well-trained form, White, glowing, muscular, and warm, All beautiful in conscious power, Relaxed and quiet, till the hour; His glossy and transparent frame, In radiant plight to strive for fame! To look upon the clean shap'd limb In silk and flannel clothed trim; While round the waist the 'kerchief tied, Makes the flesh glow in richer pride. 'Tis more than LIFE, to watch him hold His hand forth, tremulous yet bold, Over his second's, and to clasp His rival's in a quiet grasp;
To watch the noble attitude
He takes the crowd in breathless mood:
And then to see, with adamant start, The muscles set, and the great heart Hurl a courageous splendid light Into the eye-and then-the FIGHT!
[BY A FREE-LOVER.]
BLACKWOOD'S MAGAZINE, 1823.
THEY were not married by a muttering priest, With superstitious rites, and senseless words, Out-snuffled from an old worm-eaten book, In a dark corner (railed off like a sheep-pen) Of an old house, that fools do call a Church! Their altar was the flowery lap of earth- The starry empyrean their vast temple- Their book each other's eyes-and Love himself, Parson, and Clerk, and Father to the bride! — Holy espousals! whereat wept with joy The spirit of the universe.-In sooth There was a sort of drizzling rain that day, For I remember (having left at home My parapluie, a name than umbrella Far more expressive) that I stood for shelter Under an entry not twelve paces off
(It might be ten) from Sheriff Waithman's shop, For half an hour or more, and there I mused (Mine eyes upon the running kennel fixed, That hurried as a het'rogenous mass To the common sewer, it's dark reservoir), I mused upon the running stream of life!
But that's not much to the purpose-I was telling Of these most pure espousals.-Innocent pair! Ye were not shackled by the vulgar chains About the yielding mind of credulous youth, Wound by the nurse and priest-your energies, Your unsophisticated impulses,
Taught ye to soar above their "settled rules Of Vice and Virtue." Fairest ercature! He
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