O why didst thou pity, and for a worm Why touch thy soft lute Till the thunder was mute, Why was not I crush'd-such a pitiful germ? O Delphic Apollo ! 3. The Pleiades were up, Watching the silent air; The seeds and roots in the Earth Was at its old labour, When, who-who did dare To tie, like a madman, thy plant round his brow, And grin and look proudly, And blaspheme so loudly, And live for that honour, to stoop to thee now? O Delphic Apollo ! SONNET. As from the darkening gloom a silver dove Regions of peace and everlasting love; Where happy spirits, crown'd with circlets bright Of starry beam, and gloriously bedight, Taste the high joy none but the blest can prove. There thou or joinest the immortal quire In melodies that even heaven fair Of the omnipotent Father, cleav'st the air Lord Houghton gave this sonnet in the Aldine edition of 1876, with the date 1816. There is nothing to show to whose death the poet refers. STANZAS TO MISS WYLIE. I. COME Georgiana! the rose is full blown, 2. O come! let us haste to the freshening shades, 3. And when thou art weary I'll find thee a bed, 4. So fondly I'll breathe, and so softly I'll sigh, These stanzas, which are from the series of transcripts made by George Keats, are addressed to the object of the Sonnet to G. A. W. published in Keats's volume of 1817-to wit the lady who was after 5. Ah! why dearest girl should we lose all these blisses? wards the wife of George Keats. Though not so good as the Sonnet, they are on an equality with the verses in Keats's Tom Moore manner addressed to some ladies who sent him a shell and a copy of verses. They belong to the year 1816. SONNET. OH! H! how I love, on a fair summer's eve, When streams of light pour down the golden west, Perhaps on wing of Poesy upsoar, Full often dropping a delicious tear, When some melodious sorrow spells mine eyes. First given among the Literary Remains in the Life, Letters &c. (1848), with the date 1816. |