CONNECTED POEMS.

CONNECTED POEMS.

BY CHARLES SEABRIDGE.

Oubliant tout à fait la race humaine, je me fis des sociétés de créatures parfaites, aussi celestes par leurs vertus que par leurs beautés, d’amis sûrs, tendres, fidèles, tels que je n’en troüvai jamais ici-bas.—Confessions de Rousseau, Partie II., livre 9.

Qui Deum amat, conari non potest, ut Deus ipsum contra amet.—B. de Spinoza, Ethica, Pars. V.

 LONDON: TRÜBNER & CO., 60, PATERNOSTER ROW, 1866. 

CONNECTED POEMS.

I.

O poor preludings to some happier praise,

Thou frail decoy to merit myriad-hued,

The violets of whose virtue pave your ways,

Breathing beneficence on your sullen mood;

Go, test your worth, nor once obtrude the award

On who, unanxious, cannot pant for fame;

His only verdict, whom these lines applaud,

Shall touch my soul with sense of praise or blame,

Howe’er it be; this verse has frighted woe,

And caught the glimpses of a banished Heaven,

Haply surpassing in its quiet glow

Life’s fickle transports, nourishment and leaven;

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