The kiss, dear maid! thy lip has l
Shall never part from mine,
Till happier hours restore the gif
Untainted back to thine.
Thy parting glance, which fondly b

My hair is grey, but not with year
Nor grew it white
In a single night,
As men’s have grown from sudden fe
My limbs are bow’d, though not wit

There was a time, I need not name
Since it will ne’er forgotten be,
When all our feelings were the sam
As still my soul hath been to thee
And from that hour when first thy

Farewell to the Land where the gl
Arose and o’ershadow’d the earth w
She abandons me now—but the page o
The brightest or blackest, is fill
I have warr’d with a world which v

Oh, Wellington! (or 'Villainton’—
Sounds the heroic syllables both w
France could not even conquer your
But punn’d it down to this facetio
Beating or beaten she will laugh t

The world is full of orphans: firs
Who are so in the strict sense of
(But many a lonely tree the loftie
Than others crowded in the forest’
The next are such as are not doome

‘Nil ego contulerim jucundo sanus
Dear Long, in this sequester’d sc
While all around in slumber lie,
The joyous days, which ours have b
Come rolling fresh on Fancy’s eye

‘And Ireland, like a bastinadoed
kneeling to receive the paltry rid
Ere the daughter of Brunswick is
And her ashes still float to their
Lo! George the triumphant speeds

If, for silver or for gold,
You could melt ten thousand pimple
Into half a dozen dimples,
Then your face we might behold,
Looking, doubtless, much more snug

Sweet girl! though only once we me
That meeting I shall ne’er forget
And though we ne’er may meet again
Remembrance will thy form retain.
I would not say, ‘I love,’ but st