BY THE AUTHOR OF

"TWO OLD MEN'S TALES," 66 MOUNT SOREL," ETC.

FREDERICK SHOBERL, JUNIOR,

PRINTER TO HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS PRINCE ALBERT, 51, RUPERT STREET, HAYMARKET, LONDON.

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WILLIAM WORDSWORTH, ESQ.,

ONE FROM AMONG THE COUNTLESS NUMBERS OF THOSE DEEPLY
INDEBTED FOR THE ADVANCEMENT OF THEIR MORAL

LIFE TO THE FINE INFLUENCES OF HIS

POETRY,

OFFERS THIS IMPERFECT TRIBUTE OF ADMIRATION AND

GRATITUDE.

EMILIA WYNDHAM.

Der feine Griff und der rechte Ton,

Das lernt sich nur um des Feldherrn Person.

Wallenstein's Lager.

WRITTEN IN AN EVENING OF SPRING, SITTING BY MY SLEEPING AUNT, AND LISTENING TO THE

THRUSH SINGING NEAR ME.

Oh! sing again, sweet bird of heav'n!
And pour thy varied, mellowed strain,
While twilight dims the shower of even,
Soft sinking o'er the fading plain.

Repeat that wild outburst of bliss,

That tender call-that thrill of joy

And soothe, in such an hour as this,

The impatient thought-the wearied sigh.

Thy song, upon the ear of Night,

Comes warbling soft, and seeks the Power
Who fills thy spring-time with delight,
And thanks Him for the falling shower.
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