Opusculum
Fair Cousin, thy page
is small to encage
the thoughts which engage
the mind of a sage,
such as I am;
’Twere in teaspoon to take
the whole Genevese lake,
or a lap-dog to make
the white Elephant sac–
—red in Siam.
Yet inadequate though
to the terms strange and so–
—lemn that figure in po—
—lysyllabical row
in a treatise;
Still, true words and plain,
of the heart, not the brain,
in affectionate strain,
this book to contain
very meet is.
So I promise to be
a good Cousin to thee,
and to keep safe the se–
—cret I heard, although e—
—v’ry one know it;
With a lyrical air
my kind thoughts I would dare,
and offer whate’er
beseems the news, were
I a poet.
