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Five Acts of Parliament 'gainst private stealing! But yet from who despairs of grace?

There's no spring-gun or man-trap in that face! Let Moses then look black, and Aaron blue, That look as if they had little else to do:

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- speaks, "Poor youth! he's but a waif! The spoons all right? the hen and chickens safe? Well, well, he shall not forfeit our regards— The Eighth Commandment was not made for Bards!"

THE EXCHANGE.

E pledged our hearts, my love and I,—

WE

I in my arms the maiden clasping;

I could not tell the reason why,
But, oh! I trembled like an aspen.

Her father's love she bade me gain ;
I went, and shook like any reed!
I strove to act the man-in vain!
We had exchanged our hearts indeed.

COLOGNE.

N Köhln, a town of monks and bones,

1826.

I stones,

And rags, and hags, and hideous wenches;
I counted two and seventy stenches,

All well defined, and several stinks!
Ye Nymphs that reign o'er sewers and sinks,
The river Rhine, it is well known,
Doth wash your city of Cologne ;

But tell me, Nymphs! what power divine
Shall henceforth wash the river Rhine?

ON MY JOYFUL DEPARTURE FROM

A

THE SAME CITY.

S I am a rhymer,

And now at least a merry one,

Mr. Mum's Rhudesheimer

And the church of St. Geryon

Are the two things alone

That deserve to be known

In the body and soul-stinking town of Cologne.

WRITTEN IN AN ALBUM.

ARRY seeks the polar ridge;

PAR

Rhymes seeks S. T. Coleridge,

Author of works, whereof-tho' not in DutchThe public little knows-the publisher too much.

TO THE AUTHOR OF THE ANCIENT MARINER.

YOUR poem must eternal be,

Dear it cannot fail!

For 'tis incomprehensible,

And without head or tail.

METRICAL FEET. LESSON FOR A BOY.

TROCHEE trips from löng to shört;

From long to long in solemn sort

Slow Spondée stalks; strong foot! yet ill able
Evěr to come up with Dactyl trisýllǎblě.
Iambics march from short to long ;—

With ǎ leap and ǎ bound the swift Anăpăsts throng;
One syllable long, with one short at each side,
Amphibrǎchys hastes with ǎ stately stride;

macer

First and last being long, middle short, Amphi-
[bred Racer.
Strikes his thundering hoofs like ǎ proud high-
If Derwent be innocent, steady, and wise,
And delight in the things of earth, water, and skies;
Tender warmth at his heart, with these metres to

show it,

With sound sense in his brains, may make Derwent a poet,

May crown him with fame, and must win him the love Of his father on earth and his Father above.

Could

My dear, dear child!

you stand

upon Skiddaw, you would not from its whole ridge

See a man who so loves you as your fond S. T.
COLERIDGE.

TRANSLATED FROM SCHILLER.*

I. THE HOMERIC HEXAMETER DESCRIBED AND

STR

EXEMPLIFIED.

TRONGLY it bears us along in swelling and limitless billows,

Nothing before and nothing behind but the sky and the Ocean.

* See note at the end.

II. THE OVIDIAN ELEGIAC METRE DESCRIBED

IN

AND EXEMPLIFIED.

N the hexameter rises the fountain's silvery column;

In the pentameter aye falling in melody back.

TO THE YOUNG ARTIST, KAYSER OF

K

KASERWERTH.

AYSER! to whom, as to a second self,
Nature, or Nature's next-of-kin, the Elf,
Hight Genius, hath dispensed the happy skill
To cheer or soothe the parting friend's alas!
Turning the blank scroll to a magic glass,
That makes the absent present at our will;
And to the shadowing of thy pencil gives
Such seeming substance, that it almost lives:-

Well hast thou given the thoughtful Poet's face! Yet hast thou on the tablet of his mind

A more delightful portrait left behind

Ev'n thy own youthful beauty, and artless grace, Thy natural gladness and eyes bright with glee! Kayser! farewell!

Be wise be happy! and forget not me.

1833.

JOB'S LUCK.

LY Beelzebub took all occasions

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To try Job's constancy and patience;
He took his honours, took his health,
He took his children, took his wealth,
His camels, horses, asses, cows-

And the sly Devil did not take his spouse.

But Heaven that brings out good from evil,
And loves to disappoint the Devil,
Had predetermined to restore
Twofold all Job had before,

His children, camels, horses, cows-
Short-sighted Devil, not to take his spouse!

S

ON A VOLUNTEER SINGER.

WANS sing before they die : 'twere no bad thing,
Should certain persons die before they sing.

T

ON AN INSIGNIFICANT.

IS Cypher lies beneath this crust,
Whom Death created into dust.

PROFUSE KINDNESS.

Νήπιοι, οὐκ ἴσασιν ὅσῳ πλέον ἥμισυ πάντος.—Hesiod.

WHAT a spring-tide of Love to dear friends

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Half of it to one were worth double the whole!

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