FOOTNOTES

[1] This and the following Early Poems are reprinted from the volume called Ambarvalia.

[2] This was written for the twenty-fifth wedding-day of Mr. and Mrs. Walrond, of Calder Park.

[3] Ho Thëos meta sou—God be with you!

[4] The manuscript of this poem is very imperfect, and bears no title.

[5] The manuscript of this poem is incomplete; but it has been thought best to give all the separate fragments, since they evidently are conceived on the same plan, and throw light on each other.

[6] This poem, as well as the ‘Mari Magno,’ was not published during the author’s lifetime, and should not be regarded as having received his finishing touches.

[7] Flood.

[8] Reap.

[9] Reaping.

[10] Shocks.

[11] Public-house in the hamlet.

[12] This poem is reprinted from the volume called Ambarvalia.

[13]

Hic avidus stetit

Vulcanus, hic matrona Juno, et

Nunquam humeris positurus arcum;

Qui rore puro Castaliæ lavit

Crines solutos, qui Lyciæ tenet

Dumeta natalemque silvam,

Delius et Patareus Apollo.

[14]

——domus Albuneæ resonantis,

Et præceps Anio, et Tiburni lucus, et uda

Mobilibus pomaria rivis

[15] These Sonnets have been brought together from very imperfect manuscripts. It is not to be supposed that their author would have given them to the public in their present state; but they are in parts so characteristic of his thought and style, that they will not be without interest to the readers of his poems.

[16] These Tales were written only a few months before the writer’s death, during his journeys in Greece, Italy, and the Pyrenees, and had not been revised by him.

[17] These songs were composed either during the writer’s voyage across the Atlantic in 1852, or during his residence in America.

[18] Passages of the second letter of Parepidemus (vol. i. pp. 400, 401) illustrate the theory which Mr. Clough has carried into practice in these hexameters as well as in the Translations from the Iliad.

[19] A great proportion of the Poems described as Miscellaneous have, like some included in previous divisions, been brought together from rough copies and unfinished manuscripts. Fragmentary and imperfect as they are, they yet are so characteristic of their writer, that they have been placed here along with others more finished.

[20] This thought is taken from a passage on astronomy in Plato’s Republic, in which the following sentence occurs, vii. 529, D: ‘We must use the fretwork of the sky as patterns, with a view to the study which aims at these higher realities, just as if we chanced to meet with diagrams cunningly drawn and devised by Dædalus or some other craftsman or painter.’

INDEX
OF
THE FIRST LINES.

PAGE
A Highland inn among the western hills[384]
A youth and maid upon a summer night[352]
A youth was I. An elder friend with me[325]
Across the sea, along the shore[94]
Ah, blame him not because he’s gay![431]
Am I with you, or you with me?[410]
And replying, said godlike, swift-footed Achilles[418]
As, at a railway junction, men[35]
As ships, becalmed at eve, that lay[38]
Away, haunt thou not me[11]
Beside me,—in the car,—she sat[260]
Blessed are those who have not seen[90]
Bright October was come, the misty-bright October[236]
But a revulsion again came over the spirit of Elspie[245]
But if as not by that the soul desired[321]
But that from slow dissolving pomps of dawn[430]
But whether in the uncoloured light of truth[320]
Cease, empty Faith, the Spectrum saith[89]
Come back again, my olden heart![8]
Come back, come back, behold with straining mast[404]
Come home, come home! and where is home for me[403]
Come, Poet, come![427]
Dance on, dance on, we see, we see[432]
Dear Eustatio, I write that you may write me an answer[269]
Dearest of boys, please come to-day[329]
Diogenes by his tub, contenting himself with the sunshine[442]
Duty—that’s to say, complying[181]
Each for himself is still the rule[183]
Eastward, or Northward, or West? I wander and ask as I wander[305]
Edward and Jane a married couple were[374]
Farewell, farewell! Her vans the vessel tries[401]
Farewell, my Highland lassie! when the year returns around[29]
For she confessed, as they sat in the dusk, and he saw not her blushes[239]
From thy far sources, ’mid mountains airily climbing[422]
Go, foolish thoughts, and join the throng[436]
Goddess, the anger sing of the Pelean Achilles[417]
Green fields of England! wheresoe’er[404]
Hearken to me, ye mothers of my tent[69]
Here am I yet, another twelvemonth spent[12]
Hope evermore and believe, O man, for e’en as thy thought[188]
How in God’s name did Columbus get over[437]
How often sit I, poring o’er[14]
I dreamed a dream: I dreamt that I espied[96]
I have seen higher, holier things than these[19]
I saw again the spirits on a day[186]
I stayed at La Quenille, ten miles or more[361]
If it is thou whose casual hand withdraws[321]
If that we thus are guilty doth appear[434]
If, when in cheerless wanderings, dull and cold[20]
In controversial foul impureness[93]
Is it illusion? or does there a spirit from perfecter ages[280]
Is it this, then, O world-warrior[448]
Is it true, ye gods, who treat us[39]
It fortifies my soul to know[90]
It is not sweet content, be sure[430]
It may be true[91]
It was but some few nights ago[3]
It was the afternoon; and the sports were now at the ending[201]
I’ve often wondered how it is, at times[371]
Light words they were, and lightly, falsely said[34]
Like a child[14]
Lips, lips, open![440]
Lo, here is God, and there is God![81]
Matthew and Mark and Luke and holy John[95]
Morn, in yellow and white, came broadening out from the mountains[207]
My beloved, is it nothing[443]
My sons, and ye children of my sons[74]
My wind is turned to bitter north[18]
O God! O God! and must I still go on[171]
O happy mother!—while the man wayworn[439]
O happy they whose hearts receive[189]
O kind protecting Darkness! as a child[15]
O let me love my love unto myself alone[87]
O only Source of all our light and life[85]
O richly soiled and richly sunned[446]
O ship, ship, ship[413]
O stream descending to the sea[196]
O tell me, friends, while yet we part[36]
O Thou whose image in the shrine[86]
Oh, the beautiful child! and oh, the most happy mother![442]
‘Old things need not be therefore true’[93]
On grass, on gravel, in the sun[260]
On the mountain, in the woodland[31]
Once more the wonted road I tread[16]
Or shall I say, Vain word, false thought[452]
Over a mountain slope with lentisk, and with abounding[423]
Over every hill[441]
Over the great windy waters, and over the clear-crested summits[269]
Put forth thy leaf, thou lofty plane[197]
Roused by importunate knocks[15]
Said the Poet, I wouldn’t maintain[438]
Say not the struggle nought availeth[452]
Say, will it, when our hairs are grey[190]
Shall I decide it by a random shot?[322]
Since that last evening we have fallen indeed![43]
Slumber and Sleep, two brothers appointed to serve the immortals[441]
So I went wrong[7]
So in the cottage with Adam the pupils five together[232]
So in the golden morning they parted and went to the westward[215]
So in the golden weather they waited. But Philip returned not[224]
So in the sinful streets, abstracted and alone[104]
So on the morrow’s morrow, with Term-time dread returning[250]
So spake the voice: and as with a single life[423]
Some future day when what is now is not[406]
Sweet streamlet bason! at thy side[10]
That children in their loveliness should die[319]
That out of sight is out of mind[409]
That there are better things within the womb[319]
The grasses green of sweet content[193]
The human spirits saw I on a day[185]
The mighty ocean rolls and raves[407]
The scene is different, and the place, the air[109]
The Silver Wedding! on some pensive ear[20]
The skies have sunk, and hid the upper snow[259]
There is a city, upbuilt on the quays of the turbulent Arno[309]
These are the words of Jacob’s wives, the words[77]
Thou shalt have one God only; who[184]
Though to the vilest things beneath the moon[12]
Thought may well be ever ranging[25]
Through the great sinful streets of Naples as I past[100]
To see the rich autumnal tint depart[320]
To spend uncounted years of pain[91]
To think that men of former days[428]
To wear out heart, and nerves, and brain[182]
Trunks the forest yielded with gums ambrosial oozing[422]
Truth is a golden thread, seen here and there[6]
’Twas on a sunny summer day[5]
Upon the water, in the boat[195]
Well, well,—Heaven bless you all from day to day![13]
Were I with you, or you with me[411]
Were you with me, or I with you[410]
Were you with me, or I with you[412]
What voice did on my spirit fall[450]
What we, when face to face we see[92]
Whate’er you dream with doubt possest[194]
When on the primal peaceful blank profound[442]
When panting sighs the bosom fill[26]
When soft September brings again[10]
When the dews are earliest falling[30]
Whence are ye, vague desires[191]
Whence comest thou, shady lane? and why and how?[8]
Where lies the land to which the ship would go?[407]
Who is this man that walketh in the field[72]
Who ne’er his bread with tears hath ate[441]
Why should I say I see the things I see not?[23]
Ye flags of Piccadilly[402]
Yes, I have lied, and so must walk my way[13]
Yet to the wondrous St. Peter’s, and yet to the solemn Rotonda[293]
You complain of the woman for roving from one to another[441]
Youth, that went, is come again[434]

THE END.

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