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The last which we shall quote of the "Minor Poems,"
is one in which the skill of the composition, when the age of
the writer is considered, is by no means its least remarkable feature.
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TO THE RIVER. —
Fair river! in thy bright clear flow
Of crystal wandering water,
Thou art an emblem of the glow
Of Beauty — the unhidden
heart —
The playful maziness of
art
In old Alberto's daughter.
——
But when within thy wave she looks,
Which glistens then, and
trembles,
Why then the prettiest of brooks
Her worshipper resembles;
For in my heart, as in thy stream,
Her image deeply lies —
His heart which trembles at the beam
Of her soul-searching eyes. |
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In
leaving these to note the poems of his maturer years, we are
wonder-struck not more at the genius of the poet, than at his poetical
reputation [[. . . .]]
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