The Blue Poetry Book

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FOR MUSICA lake and a fairy boatTo sail in the moonlight clear, —And merrily we would floatFrom the dragons that watch us here!Thy gown should be snow-white silk,And strings of orient pearls,Like gossamers dipped in milk,Should twine with thy raven curlsRed rubies should deck thy hands,And diamonds should be thy dower —But Fairies have broke their wands,And wishing has lost its power!T. Hood.

ODE WRITTEN IN MDCCXLVI

How sleep the brave, who sink to rest,By all their country’s wishes bless’d!When Spring, with dewy fingers cold,Returns to deck their hallow’d mould,She there shall dress a sweeter sodThan Fancy’s feet have ever trod.By fairy hands their knell is rung;By forms unseen their dirge is sung;There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray,To bless the turf that wraps their clay;And Freedom shall a while repairTo dwell a weeping hermit there!W. Collins.

TO DAFFODILS

Fair Daffodils, we weep to seeYou haste away so soon:As yet the early-rising SunHas not attain’d his noon.Stay, stay,Until the hasting dayHas runBut to the even-song;And, having pray’d together, weWill go with you along.We have short time to stay, as you,We have as short a Spring;

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The evil spirit of the waters.

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Fail, ‘turf.’