Each chain of wonders that sublimely glowed, So there the soul, released from human strife, Its lights and shades, its sunshine and its showers; To watch the silent slumbers of a friend; There may these gentle guests delight to dwell, Oh thou! with whom my heart was wont to share From Reason's dawn each pleasure and each care; With whom, alas! I fondly hoped to know If thy blest nature now unites above Grant me, like thee, whose heart knew no disguise, When thy last breath, ere Nature sunk to rest, Hail, MEMORY, hail! in thy exhaustless mine But can the wiles of Art, the grasp of Power NOTES ON THE FIRST PART. Page 9, line 8. Ye Household Deities! &c. THESE were imagined to be the departed souls of virtuous men, who, as a reward of their good deeds in the present life, were appointed after death to the pleasing office of superintending the concerns of their immediate descendants.MELMOTH. Page 10, line 3. How oft, when purple evening tinged the west, Virgil, in one of his Eclogues, describes a romantic attachment as conceived in such circumstances; and the description is so true to nature, that we must surely be indebted for it to some early recollection. "You were little when I first saw you. You were with your mother gathering fruit in our orchard, and I was your guide. I was just entering my thirteenth year, and just able to reach the boughs from the ground.” So also Zappi, an Italian Poet of the last Century. "When I used to measure myself with my goat and my goat was the tallest, even then I loved Clori." |