2. For these this toy of blushing hue I prize with zeal before unknown, Who loved me for myself alone. 3. It tells me what how few can say Though all the social tie commend; It tells me mine was once a Friend. 4. Through many a weary day gone by, And still I view in Memory's eye That teardrop sparkle through my own. 5. And heartless Age perhaps will smile, Or wonder whence those feelings sprung; Yet let not sterner souls revile, For Both were open, Both were young. 1. [For the irregular use of "lay " for "lie," compare "The Adieu" (st. 10, 1. 4, p. 241), and the much-disputed line, "And dashest him to earth-there let him lay (Childe Harold, canto iv. st. 180).] 6. And Youth is sure the only time, When Pleasure blends no base alloy; When Life is blest without a crime, And Innocence resides with Joy. 7. Let those reprove my feeble Soul, 8. Then still I wear my simple toy, With pious care from wreck I'll save it ; For dear I was to him who gave it. ? 1806. [A WOMAN'S HAIR.'] OH! little lock of golden hue In gently waving ringlet curl'd, I would not lose you for a world. 1. [These lines are preserved in MS. at Newstead, with the following memorandum in Miss Pigot's handwriting : "Copied from the fly-leaf in a vol. of my Burns' books, which is written in pencil by himself." They have hitherto been printed as stanzas 5 and 6 of the lines "To a Lady," etc., p. 212.] Not though a thousand more adorn The polished brow where once you shone, Beneath Columbia's fervid zone. i. STANZAS TO JESSY.' 1806. I. THERE is a mystic thread of life So dearly wreath'd with mine alone, That Destiny's relentless knife At once must sever both, or none. 1. ["Stanzas to Jessy" have often been printed, but were never acknowledged by Byron, or included in any authorized edition of his works. They are, however, unquestionably genuine. They appeared first in Monthly Literary Recreations (July, 1807), a magazine published by B. Crosby & Co., Stationers' Court. Crosby was London agent for Ridge, the Newark bookseller, and, with Longman and others, "sold" the recently issued Hours of Idleness. The same number of Monthly Literary Recreations (for July, 1807) contains Byron's review of Wordsworth's Poems (2 vols., 1807), and a highly laudatory notice of Hours of Idleness. The lines are headed "Stanzas to Jessy," and are signed "George Gordon, Lord Byron." They were republished in 1824, by Knight and Lacy, in vol. v. of the three supplementary volumes of the Works, and again in the same year by John Bumpus and A. Griffin, in their Miscellaneous Poems, etc. A note which is prefixed to these issues, "The following stanzas were addressed by Lord Byron to his Lady, a few months before their separation," and three variants in the text, make it unlikely that the pirating editors were acquainted with the text of the magazine. The MS. 2. There is a Form on which these eyes Have fondly gazed with such delight- And Dreams restore it, through the night. 3. There is a Voice whose tones inspire I would not hear a Seraph Choir, Unless that voice could join the rest. 4. There is a Face whose Blushes tell Affection's tale upon the cheek, Proclaims more love than words can speak. i. Such thrills of Rapture.-[Knight and Lacy, 1824, v. 56.] (British Museum, Eg. MSS. No. 2332) is signed "George Gordon, Lord Byron," but the words "George Gordon, Lord" are in another hand, and were probably added by Crosby. The following letter (together with a wrapper addressed, "Mr. Crosby, Stationers' Court," and sealed in red wax with Byron's arms and coronet) is attached to the poem : "July 21, 1807. "SIR, I have sent according to my promise some Stanzas for Literary Recreations. The insertion I leave to the option of the Editors. They have never appeared before. I should wish to know whether they are admitted or not, and when the work will appear, as I am desirous of a copy. "Etc., etc., BYRON. "P.S.-Send your answer when convenient."] 5. There is a Lip, which mine has prest, That mine alone should press it more. 6. There is a Bosom all my own, Has pillow'd oft this aching head, A Mouth which smiles on me alone, An Eye, whose tears with mine are shed. 7. There are two Hearts whose movements thrill, In unison so closely sweet, That Pulse to Pulse responsive still They Both must heave, or cease to beat. 8. There are two Souls, whose equal flow In gentle stream so calmly run, That when they part-they part ?-ah no! They cannot part-those Souls are One. [GEORGE GORDON, LORD] BYRON. i. And mine, mine only.-[Knight and Lacy, v. 56.] |