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thing, and whose graver and deeper impulses are subordinated to a code of artificial manners. Of th se Praed is the laureate-elect; and the narrow circle in which they move is the ‘haunt, and the main region of his song.' Now and again, it may be, he appears to quit it, but never in reality, and even when he seems to do so, like Landor's shell remote from the sea, he still remembers its august abodes.'"
Suckling and Herrick, Swift and Prior, Cowper, Landor, and Thomas Moore, and Praed, and Thackeray, may be considered the representative men in this class of literature.
The collection has been restricted to the writings of deceased British authors, and as this kind of metrical composition is little cultivated at the present day, the Editor hopes that his book will not suffer much in consequence, although, at the same time, he regrets that the rules which he has laid down prevent his giving specimens from the writings of Lord Tennyson, Sir Theodore Martin, Sir Edwin Arnold, Messrs. Austin Dobson, Andrew Lang, F. C. Burnand, H. Cholmondeley-Pennell, W. S. Gilbert, J. Ashby Sterry, Godfrey Turner, Savile Clarke, F. Anstey, Lewis Carroll, Miss May Probyn, and others; and of Dr. O. W. Holmes, and Messrs. James Russell Lowell, Bret Harte, J. G. Saxe, C. G. Leland, and some who have written anonymously.
For permission to make extracts from Mr. T. H. Bayly's works, the Editor's thanks are due to Messrs. R. Bentley & Son ; from Mr. Shirley Brooks's, to Messrs. Bradbury, Agnew, & Co. ; from Mr. H. S. Leigh's,
Messrs. Chatto & Windus; from Mr. W. J. Prowse's, to Mesșrs. Dalziel Bros.; from Mr. Mortimer
Collins's, io Messrs. Kegan Paul, Trench, Trübner & Co.; and from Sir Francis Hastings Doyle's and the Rev. Charles Tennyson-Turner's, to Messrs. Macmillan & Co.
In thanking Messrs. G. Bell & Son, for permission to print the verses by the late C. S. Calverley which are given in the volume, it should be added that the selection from Mr. Calverley was, by Messrs. Bell & Son's request, limited to three pieces, otherwise the lines entitled “Motherhood,” “Forever,” and “Beer,” would also have appeared.
In one or two cases the Editor was unable to discover to whom to apply for permission to include a poem, or leave would first have been asked, and an acknowledgment made.
The reading of several of the poems varies in different collections, and much difficulty has been encountered in discovering which was correct. When any doubt about the authorship of a poem was entertained, it was thought best to leave the question open.
The Editor has taken great care to make the selection as complete as possible ; still, he trusts to the indulgence of his readers for any errors or omissions which may be found.
TO MISTRESS MARGARET HUSSEY,
Ere you can find
THE ONE HE WOULD LOVE.
A FACE that should content me wondrous well
Should not be fair, but lovely to behold; Of lively look, all grief for to repel
With right good grace, so would I that it should Speak without words, such words as none can tell;
Her tress also should be of crisped gold. With wit, and these, perchance, I might be tried, And knit again with knot that should not slide.
Sir Thomas Wyat.
" Who is it that this dark night
Underneath my window plaineth ?”.
Being (ah!) exiled, disdaineth
Are not yet these fancies changed ?”-
Though from me you be estranged,
Will not they stir new affection ?”.
(Image-like of saint perfection)
“ Peace! I think that some give ear,
Come, no more, lest I get anger.'
Fearing, sweet, you to endanger;
Lest that Argus' eyes perceive you.”-
Which can make me thus to leave you,
Sir Philip Sydney.
Love is a sickness full of woes,
All remedies refusing;
Why so ?
A tempest everlasting;
My true love hath my heart, and I have his,
By just exchange one to the other given: I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss, There never was a better bargain driven:
My true love hath my heart, and I have his.