The wavering Christian, or the doubtful Jew?
There is another epigram attributed to him, but whether rightly or not I am not in a position to state:—
Doctor Hopwood,[[*]] the vicar of Calstock,[[*]] is dead;
But, De mortuis nil nisi bonum, is said.
Let this maxim be strictly regarded, and then
Doctor Hopwood will never be heard of again!
The following pretty lines were addressed to a child, the daughter of an attached friend, who was budding into beautiful womanhood. It was written in 1864.
The eyes that melt, the eyes that burn,
The lips that make a lover yearn,—
These flashed on my bewildered sight