MISCELLANEOUS POEMS, INSCRIPTIONS, ETC.

EPITAPH ON HENRY MARTYN

LINES TO THE MEMORY OF PITT

A RADICAL WAR SONG

IVRY, A SONG OF THE HUGUENOTS

THE BATTLE OF MONCONTOUR

SONGS OF THE CIVIL WAR

I. THE BATTLE OF NASEBY

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187

211

243

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II. THE CAVALIER'S MARCH TO LONDON

SERMON IN A CHURCHYARD

TRANSLATION FROM A. V. ARNAULT .

THE MARRIAGE OF TIRZAH AND AHIRAD

THE COUNTRY CLERGYMAN'S TRIP TO CAMBRIDGE

SONG: "OH, STAY, MADONNA! STAY”

INSCRIPTION ON THE STATUE OF LORD WILLIAM BEN-

PARAPHRASE OF A PASSAGE IN THE CHRONICLE OF THE

MONK OF ST. GALL.

LINES WRITTEN ON THE NIGHT OF THE 30TH OF JULY,

1847

EXCURSIONS IN LITERATURE

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FRAGMENTS OF A ROMAN TALE

ON THE ROYAL SOCIETY OF LITERATURE.

SOME ACCOUNT OF THE GREAT LAWSUIT BETWEEN THE

PARISHES OF ST. DENNIS AND ST. GEORGE IN THE

WATER.

A CONVERSATION BETWEEN MR. ABRAHAM COWLEY AND

MR. JOHN MILTON

A PROPHETIC ACCOUNT OF A GRAND NATIONAL EPIC POEM,

TO BE ENTITLED THE WELLINGTONIAD, AND TO BE PUB-

LISHED A. D. 2824

TO MRS. MACAULAY, April 20, 1813 .

TO ZACHARY MACAULAY, April 26, 1813

TO MRS. MACAULAY, 1818

TO ZACHARY MACAULAY, January 5, 1820

TO THE SAME, July 26, 1822

TO THE SAME, July 9, 1823

TO THE SAME, October 1, 1824

TO THE SAME, October 7, 1824

TO THE SAME, July 21, 1826

TO THE SAME, July 26, 1826.

TO MRS. MACAULAY, April 15, 1828 .

457

TO MACVEY NAPIER, January 25, 1830

460

TO THE SAME, September 16, 1830

461

TO ZACHARY MACAULAY, September 26 [1830].

TO HANNAH AND MARGARET MACAULAY, June 10, 1832

484

TO HANNAH MORE MACAULAY, November, 1833

TO THE SAME, November 22, 1833

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530

TO THE MARQUIS OF LANSDOWNE, December 5, 1833

532

TO THOMAS FLOWER ELLIS, July 1, 1834 .

541

TO MISS FANNY AND MISS SELINA MACAULAY, August 10, 1834 546

TO MRS. MARGARET CROPPER, December 7, 1834

547

TO THOMAS FLOWER ELLIS, December 15, 1834

551

TO THE SAME, February 8, 1835

TO THE SAME, August 25, 1835.

554

558

TO THE SAME, December 30, 1835.

TO MACVEY NAPIER, January 1, 1836

TO THOMAS FLOWER ELLIS, July 25, 1836

TO. MACVEY NAPIER, August 30, 1836

TO THE SAME, November 26, 1836

TO THE SAME, November 28, 1836

TO THOMAS FLOWER ELLIS, March 8, 1837

TO MACVEY NAPIER, June 15, 1837

TO THOMAS FLOWER ELLIS, December 18, 1837

TO MACVEY NAPIER, June 26, 1838

TO THE SAME, July 20, 1838.

TO THOMAS FLOWER ELLIS, September 15, 1838

TO MACVEY NAPIER, October 8, 1838

TO THE SAME, November 4, 1838

584

TO THE MARQUIS OF LANSDOWNE, December 19, 1838

585

TO HANNAH MACAULAY TREVELYAN, July 30, 1847

TO MARGARET TREVELYAN, October 14, 1851

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604

TO THOMAS FLOWER ELLIS, December 8, 1852

TO THE SAME, December 13 and 30, 1852

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TO THE SAME, July 11 and 28, 1853

608

TO THE SAME, August 16, 1853

609

TO GEORGE OTTO TREVELYAN, August 1, 1853

EPITAPH

INTRODUCTORY NOTE TO THE POEMS

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OF all astonishing things in this world perhaps English poetry is the most unexpected. In Greece, in Italy, we expect to find poetry of the highest kind; the blue sky, the tender greens, the enfolding Mediterranean, the beauty of the women, the heat of the blood, mirth, art, religion, prepare us for poets from Smyrna to Attica, from Thessaly to Chios, and for a Dante or a Petrarch from every city in Tuscany. In England, -ce pays brumeux de Protestantisme, – the factory of the world, the producer and

distributer of wealth, the breeder of colonists, we expect to find the cool, practical, hard-headed Englishman; and there we find him, steady, industrious, phlegmatic, spinning cotton, building ships, making laws, in the midst of ease, respectability, and self-satisfaction. We find him the least musical of Europeans ; we find his paintings of the second rank. But when we turn to his literature,

“What forms are these coming
So white through the gloom ?
What garments out-glistening

The gold-flower'd broom ? " Shakespeare, Milton, Chaucer, Spenser, Marlow, Sidney, Drummond, Lovelace, Wither, Herrick, Shelley, Burns, Wordsworth, Byron, Keats, Tennyson, Browning, Swinburne - here is passion, melody, variety, such as no other literature can boast. Even these are not enough. Human desires exceed all golden treasuries. There are all kinds of men. Some are all for Marlow, some for Herrick, some for Wordsworth; there are countless inclinations, and among others a taste for the poetry of rhetoric. One might be so bold as to say that if we exclude the blank verse of the great masters, English poetry has been deficient in verse of a rhetorical quality. Verse of this char