Thence, Ennui, are the bloated slaves, Thence, as the Vampires spring from graves, 24. 'Tis better far to wish in vain, Than not to have a wish t'unchain The fetters of the soul: 'Tis better far to feel a want, Than not to have a breath, a pant, Severing the stagnant clouds that round thee roll! 25. Of every state, the worst! in which No expectation doth enrich Monotony's blank mood! I'd rather writhe in pangs, than bear, Satiety's plethoric heir, A wishless state, o'ergorged with plenitude! 26. Oh Love! Thou art the sovereign good To man! We mean not here t'allude, By love, to amorous wiles, We mean by love, that plastic will, With other's interest his own beguiles. 27. Oh never freeze my heart, ye powers, That rule man's destiny! No flowers Can e'er his path adorn, Who with a cold self-centred heart, Of that whence personal happiness is born. 28. Ne'er let my tears for others' woe Spontaneously cease to flow! Invoking charity, No cold exemption do I claim From ills that quench the vital flame, And Ennui's strongest spells do I defy! THE END. ERRATA. IN page 2, stanza 3, line 6, for thought, read though. Page 38, stanza 15, line 3, for not, read now. Page 50, stanza 16, line 5, for guest, read guess. Page 61, for 1822, read 1823. At the bottom of page 64 and at the top of page 65, the same line is repeated. In "Stanzas on the death of Mary Braithwaite, third Sister of the Author," page 73, stanza 1, for "If passiveness so sweet, "In her so patient was, it might, "If praise it sought, that praise excite "Which active virtues meet." read-If passiveness so sweet, So patient, that it might obtain That praise, if praise it sought to gain, The active virtues meet; And in page 77, stanza 13, for "How many tears ye shed alone! "How many a pang, how many a groan, read How many tears ye shed alone! |