II. Who kneels to the God, on his altar of light Must myrtle and cypress alternately strew : LINES. 1 ADDRESSED TO THE REV. J. T. BECHER, ON HIS ADVISING THE AUTHOR TO MIX MORE WITH SOCIETY. I. DEAR BECHER, you tell me to mix with mankind; But retirement accords with the tone of my mind: i. To the Rev. J. T. Becher.-[P. on V. Occasions.] 1. [The Rev. John Thomas Becher (1770-1848) was Vicar of Rumpton and Midsomer Norton, Notts., and made the acquaintance of Byron when he was living at Southwell. To him was submitted an early copy of the Quarto, and on his remonstrance at the tone of some of the verses, the whole edition (save one or two copies) was burnt. Becher assisted in the revision of P. on V. Occasions, published in 1807. He was in 1818 appointed Prebendary of Southwell, and, all his life, took an active interest and prominent part in the administration of the poor laws and the welfare of the poor. (See Byron's letters to him of February 26 and March 28, 1808.)] 2. Did the Senate or Camp my exertions require, Ambition might prompt me, at once, to go forth; When Infancy's years of probation expire, Perchance, I may strive to distinguish my birth. 3. The fire, in the cavern of Etna, conceal'd, Still mantles unseen in its secret recess; At length, in a volume terrific, reveal'd, No torrent can quench it, no bounds can repress. 4. Oh! thus, the desire, in my bosom, for fame Bids me live, but to hope for Posterity's praise. Could I soar with the Phoenix on pinions of flame, With him I would wish to expire in the blaze. 5. For the life of a Fox, of a Chatham the death, What censure, what danger, what woe would I brave! Their lives did not end, when they yielded their breath, Their glory illumines the gloom of their grave.". 6. Yet why should I mingle in Fashion's full herd? Why crouch to her leaders, or cringe to her rules? Why bend to the proud, or applaud the absurd? Why search for delight, in the friendship of fools? i. Oh! such the desire.-[P. on V. Occasions.] ii. VOL. I. the gloom of the grave.-[P. on V. Occasions.] I 7. I have tasted the sweets, and the bitters, of love, I have found that a friend may profess, yet deceive. 8. To me what is wealth ?-it may pass in an hour, 9. Deceit is a stranger, as yet, to my soul; I, still, am unpractised to varnish the truth: Then, why should I live in a hateful controul? Why waste, upon folly, the days of my youth? 1806. ANSWER TO SOME ELEGANT VERSES SENT BY "But if any old Lady, Knight, Priest, or Physician, CANDOUR Compels me, BECHER! to commend " The verse, which blends the censor with the friend; Your strong yet just reproof extorts applause Vainly the dotard mends her prudish pace, The young, the old, have worn the chains of love; i. the heedless and unworthy cause.—[P. on V. Occasions.] ii. For this sole error.-[P. on V. Occasions.] Whose downcast eye disdains the wanton leer, No net to snare her willing heart is spread; I seek not glory from the senseless crowd; November 26, 1806. ELEGY ON NEWSTEAD ABBEY.1 "It is the voice of years, that are gone! they roll before me, with all their deeds."-OSSIAN.". I. NEWSTEAD! fast-falling, once-resplendent dome! i. The light effusions of an amorous boy.—[P. on V. Occasions.] ii. Hours of Idleness. 1. As one poem on this subject is already printed, the author had, originally, no intention of inserting the following. It is now added at the particular request of some friends. 2. Henry II. founded Newstead soon after the murder of Thomas à Becket. |