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STANZAS FOR MUSIC.*
["THERE'S NOT A JOY THE WORLD CAN GIVE," &c.]
"O Lachrymarum fons, tenero sacros
THERE's not a joy the world can give like that it takes
When the glow of early thought declines in feeling's dull
"T is not on youth's smooth cheek the blush alone, which
But the tender bloom of heart is gone, ere youth itself be
Then the few whose spirits float above the wreck of happi-
Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes
It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare not dream its own;
'T is but as ivy-leaves around the ruin'd turret wreath,
Oh could I feel as I have felt, -
As springs in deserts found seem sweet, all brackish though they be,
So, midst the wither'd waste of life, those tears would flow
*These verses were given by Lord Byron to Mr Power, of the Strand, who has published them, with very beautiful music by Sir John Stevenson.
STANZAS FOR MUSIC.
["THERE BE NONE OF BEAUTY'S DAUGHTERS."]
THERE be none of Beauty's daughters
Is thy sweet voice to me:
And the midnight moon is weaving
Her bright chain o'er the deep; Whose breast is gently heaving,
As an infant's asleep :
So the spirit bows before thee,
With a full but soft emotion,
FARE THEE WELL.
"Alas! they had been friends in Youth;
But whispering tongues can poison truth,
But never either found another
FARE thee well! and if for ever,
'Gainst thee shall my heart rebel.
Would that breast were bared before thee
Would that breast, by thee glanced over,
Though the world for this commend thee
Though my many faults defaced me,
Yet, oh yet, thyself deceive not;
Still thine own its life retaineth
Still must mine, though bleeding, beat; And the undying thought which paineth that we no more may meet.
These are words of deeper sorrow
And when thou would solace gather
When our child's first accents flow, Wilt thou teach her to say "Father! Though his care she must forego?
When her little hands shall press thee,
A SKETCH. (1)
If that thou be'st a devil, I cannot kill thee."
March, 17, 1816.
BORN in the garret, in the kitchen bred,
(1) Mrs, Charlmont.