282 FRERE. HOPKINSON. — EVERETT.

JOHN HOOKAM FRERE.

1769-1846.

So down thy hill, romantic Ashbourne, glides
The Derby dilly carrying three insides.*

The Loves of the Triangles. Line 178.
From the Poetry of the Anti-jacobin.

JOSEPH HOPKINSON. 1770-1842.

Hail, Columbia! happy land!

Hail, ye heroes! heaven-born band!

Who fought and died in freedom's cause.

Hail Columbia.

DAVID EVERETT. 1796-1813.

You'd scarce expect one of my age

To speak in public on the stage;
And if I chance to fall below

Demosthenes or Cicero,

Don't view me with a critic's eye,

But pass my imperfections by.

Large streams from little fountains flow,

Tall oaks from little acorns grow.

Lines written for a School Declamation.

These lines are commonly ascribed to Canning. See Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature, vol. 2, p. 325.

WILLIAM WORDSWORTH.

1770-1850.

And homeless near a thousand homes I stood,

And near a thousand tables pined and wanted Guilt and Sorrow. Stanza 41.

food.

Until a man might travel twelve stout miles,
Or reap an acre of his neighbor's corn.

Sweet childish days, that were as long
As twenty days are now.

The Brothers.

To a Butterfly.

A noticeable man, with large gray eyes.

Stanzas written in Thomson

And he is oft the wisest man,

Who is not wise at all.

The Oak and the Broom.

*The childhood shows the man

As morning shows the day. — Milton.
Paradise Regained. Book iv. Line 220.

She dwelt among the untrodden ways

Beside the springs of Dove,

A maid whom there were none to praise,

And very few to love.

Lucy.

A violet by a mossy stone

Half hidden from the eye!

Fair as a star, when only one

Is shining in the sky.

She lived unknown, and few could know
When Lucy ceased to be;

But she is in her grave, and oh !

The difference to me!

Minds that have nothing to confer

Find little to perceive.

Ibid.

Ibid.

Poems founded on the Affections, xvi.

The bane of all that dread the devil.

The Idiot Boy.

Something between a hinderance and a help.

But He is risen, a later star of dawn.

Michael.

Because the good old rule

Sufficeth them, the simple plan,

That they should take who have the power,
And they should keep who can.

Rob Roy's Grave. Stanza 9.

The swan on still St. Mary's Lake

Float double, swan and shadow! Yarrow Unvisited.

Men are we, and must grieve when even the Shade

Of that which once was great is passed away. Sonnets to National Independence and Liberty. Part i. vi. Thou hast left behind

Powers that will work for thee, air, earth, and

skies;

There's not a breathing of the common wind,
That will forget thee; thou hast great allies;
Thy friends are exultations, agonies,
And love, and man's unconquerable mind.

Ibid. Part i. viii.

Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart.

Ibid. Part i. xiv.

So didst thou travel on life's common way,

In cheerful godliness.

Ibid.

We must be free or die, who speak the tongue That Shakspeare spake; the faith and morals hold Which Milton held.

Part i. xvi

One of those heavenly days that cannot die.

Nutting.

But all things else about her drawn
From Maytime and the cheerful Dawn.

She was a Phantom of Delight.

A Creature not too bright or good

For human nature's daily food;

For transient sorrows, simple wiles,

Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles. Ibid.

A perfect woman, nobly planned,

To warn, to comfort, and command.

We meet thee, like a pleasant thought,
When such are wanted.

Thou unassuming Commonplace

Of Nature.

That inward eye

Ibid.

To the Daisy.

To the same Flower.

Which is the bliss of solitude. I Wandered Lonely.

A Youth to whom was given

So much of earth, so much of heaven.

Ruth.

I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy,
The sleepless soul that perished in his pride;
Of him who walked in glory and in joy,
Following his plough, along the mountain-side.
Resolution and Independence. Stanza 7.

"A jolly place," said he, "in times of old!

But something ails it now: the spot is cursed." Heart-Leap Well. Part ii.