Essay 10

“But thou, oh Hope! with eyes so fair,What was thy delighted measure?Still it whisper’d promised pleasure,And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail!”

“Such tricks hath strong imagination!”

“Bring back the hourOf glory in the grass, of splendour in the flower?”

———“Like the sweet south,That breathes upon a bank of violets,Stealing and giving odour!”

“How silver-sweet sound lovers’ tongues by night!”

“To angels’ ’twas most like,”

“Those faultless monsters which the world ne’er saw”—