The eyeless chemist heard the process rise, Pours the soft murmuring of responsive love. name; With half the God his Cyprian Mother blest, And breathed on Sara's1 lovelier lips the rest. THE ROSE. S late each flower that sweetest blows Around his brows a beamy wreath All purple glow'd his cheek, beneath, I softly seized the unguarded Power, The 1 Sara's.] One of Coleridge's mystifications. original name in this poem, as also in the next, was Nesbitt. It is possible that he made a second presentation of the two poems, in the year following. And placed him, caged within the flower, 1 But when, unweeting of the guile, He struggled to escape awhile, And stamp'd his faery feet. Ah! soon the soul-entrancing sight He gazed! he thrill'd with deep delight! "And O!" he cried-" of magic kind Some other Love let Venus find I'll fix my empire here." LINES ON AN AUTUMNAL EVENING.* THOU wild Fancy, check thy wing! No more Those thin white flakes, those purple clouds, explore! 1 Sara's.] See note to The Composition of a Kiss. The original title was,-" On presenting a Moss Rose to Miss F. Nesbitt." The date is 1793. *Stated in the first editions to have been "written in early youth." It could not have been written in very early youth, if "the Muses' calm abode," alludes to Cambridge. The poem is redolent of Goldsmith and Gray. Nor there with happy spirits speed thy flight, Bathed in rich amber-glowing floods of light; Nor in yon gleam, where slow descends the day, With western peasants hail the morning ray! When blushing, like a bride, from hope's trim bower She leapt, awaken'd by the pattering shower. Now sheds the sinking sun a deeper gleam; O dear deceit! I see the maiden rise, Mocks the tired eye, and scatters the loud note, 1 With learning's meed, &c.] Coleridge gained a gold medal at Cambridge for a Greek ode, in 1791. When the bent flower beneath the night-dew weeps, And on the lake the silver lustre sleeps, She meets my lonely path in moonbeams clad. Spirits of Love! ye heard her name! Obey Spirits! to you the infant maid was given, His myrtle flower,2 and plants it on her lips. Melting.] The last line but one of the fifth stanza of Songs of the Pixies (and two lines earlier you note "the young-eyed Loves,") originally stood "The electric flash, that from the melting eye." 2 His myrtle flower.] An improvement on "The flamy rose"-the earlier reading. She speaks and hark that passion-warbled song Still, Fancy! still, that voice, those notes pro long, As sweet as when that voice with rapturous falls Shall wake the soften'd echoes of Heaven's halls! O (have I sigh'd) were mine the wizard's rod,' When twilight stole across the fading vale, As when the savage, who his drowsy frame The skiey deluge, and white lightning's glare 1 O (have I sigh'd) were, &c.] "I entreat the public's pardon for having carelessly suffered to be printed such intolerable stuff as this and the thirteen following lines. They have not the merit even of originality; as every thought is to be found in the Greek Epigrams."- Note of COLERIDGE in the edition of 1796. |