Oh! give me back that royal dream. Once a fair city, courted then by kings O thou, Futurity, our hope and dread Queen of the double sea, beloved of him Righ Shamus he has gone to France and left his crown behind- Scorn not the Sonnet; Critic, you have frowned She was a Phantom of delight Some dreams we have are nothing else but dreams Soon the frozen air receives the subtle thaw Stop, Mortal! Here thy brother lies Take back into thy bosom, earth Tanagra! think not I forget The bride she is winsome and bonny The gowan glitters on the sward The King with all the kingly train had left his Pompadour behind 56 234 The long-awaited day at last arrived Then next a fair Eve-Fay made meek address The place of meeting was a high hill-top The Rajah, scattering curses as he rose There is an empty seat by many a Board There was a grassy plain There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream The summer sun is falling soft on Carbery's hundred isles The tear was in Queen Mary's eye The world is too much with us; late and soon Thou happy, happy elf! Thou too art fallen, Bagdad! City of Peace Through storm, and fire, and gloom, I see it stand Thy fruit full-well the school-boy knows To sea, to sea! The calm is o'er Two forms inseparable in unity Wail for Dædalus, all that is fairest ! 100 Who will away to Athens with me? who. 'With sacrifice before the rising morn Yet once upon that guarded mount, no foot University Press: John Wilson and Son, Cambridge. 120 161 48 251 189 117 |