ON MY WEDDING-DAY.
Here's a happy New Year! but with reason
I beg you'll permit me to say—
Wish me many returns of the Season,
But as few as you please of the Day.[111]
January 2, 1820.
[First published, Letters and Journals, 1830, ii. 294.]
FOOTNOTES:
[111] [Medwin (Conversations, 1824, p. 156) prints an alternative—
"You may wish me returns of the season,
Let us, prithee, have none of the day!">[
EPITAPH FOR WILLIAM PITT.
With Death doomed to grapple,
Beneath this cold slab, he
Who lied in the Chapel
Now lies in the Abbey.
January 2, 1820.
[First published, Letters and Journals, 1830, ii. 295.]