TO AN EARLY BOUQUET.* (IMPROMPTU.) Fair, milky flower,† to classic ear unknown Flower of the wind,|| and have I nought to say The bouquet was presented, on the 27th of February, 1835, to the author, by the second of the Charlottes, mentioned in "the Hermitage Breakfast." It consisted of but three flowers; Galanthus nivalis, (Snowdrop,) Crocus Sativa, and Anemone Hepatica; one of each. + Galanthus, of Greek etymology, may be translated Milky Flower. + CROCEO velatus amictu, HYMENÆUS.-Ovid, Metam. Book x. Line i. § Virgil, Æneid, Book vi. line 204. et seq. || Anemone. Aveμos (Anemos) the Wind. Anemone Hepatica. K TO THE SNOWDROP.* Sweet flower, I love thy snowy bells, Sweet flower of Hope! what tho' less rare To tell what Summer hath in store, * By the author of lines on a Laburnum, &c. Of roses, and of sunny days, Or crop Or honey-suckles sugar'd head : TO THE LORD MON DERNIER MÔT. Spiritus intus alit. VIRGIL. With goblins by the covey, very queer Were, my brave reader, if I wanted spirit. While you, the tolls and customs o'er, Here too, the knell of customs old Her province hath it been to speak; * See the concluding stanza of" The Ashpark Apparition." The permission, there given, to a Rêvenant, for a time to reappear, seems to be of the Nay, even to parallel your imposts, With Raheenduff and glen-field Imp-hosts. Different, I grant, the duties at Westminster, From those of our small, haunted patch of Leinster : While to RAISE spirits seems St. Finian's trade. But, by the way, in my opinion, Your Lordship has forgotten poor Saint Finian. And of himself, have you heard tell : How he, of Tubber-Fin the Patron Saint, Even as at Commons' House, each knotty question 'Twas ask'd for; and I thought might prove amusive: Revenue Permit class. The first twelve lines of this bit of a poem, as Pat might call it, all allude to certain official duties, in the performance of which Lord was engaged about this time. *For instance, the wild story of the coach and six. See page 21 of this volume. Nor, with soft, tinkling chime, To an unslightably* proud silence cling: Lord ** *** too, farewell! Why? great P. M.—J. C.—R. L. S. may With the detracting rest, let this too go. Be mute, my innocent lyre ; Else will you surely die ;§ And Slander, sliding from her viper nest, * A-by me-coined word. Whether a sterling one, may be a question. + The author is addressing the well, or spring. Viz. "he that filches your good name."-Othello-Act 3, sc. 3. To threaten a phantom with death, may seem an extraordinary menace. There appears however to be authority for it. In one of Lucian's Dialogues, Charon, calling on his shadowy passengers to trim the boat, assures them that if they do not, it will be upset, and those, at least, who cannot swim, have a bad chance of escape. || Like Aaron's serpent, swallows up the rest.-POPE. "My delicate Ariel."-Tempest. |