Divulsus querimoniis Supremâ citiùs solvet amor die.1 And say, without our hopes, without our fears, a world without a sun.2 Till Hymen brought his love-delighted hour, The summer wind that shook the spangled tree,' And still the stranger wist not where to stray. For only those can paint the wild delight, When kindred souls by some rare chance unite; 1 Horace. 2 Campbell. 3 Idem. With all of honour, and with all of joy, Love, in their bloom and beauty's flower, And never, from that blissful hour, To dim the flame that Hymen fed. In closer union, mind with mind; And drew from grief the balm of love." There's a bliss above all that the minstrel has told, With one fair spirit for my minister, In deeming such inhabit many a spot? Though with them to converse can rarely be our lot. With thee all toils are sweet, each clime hath charms, Earth, sea, alike our world within our arms. 1 Bland's Oxford Prize Poem. 2 Sotheby (Constance de Castile). 4 Childe Harold. 3 Moore. Aylet the loud winds whistle o'er the deck, No sigh for safety, but a prayer for thee!1 O sole, in whom my thoughts find all repose, Borne by my steed, or wafted by my sail, Bound where thou wilt, my barb, or glide, my prow; Her sympathy with me in my afflictions will make her virtues shine with greater lustre, as stars in the darkest nights, and assure the envious world that she loves me, not my fortunes. The less I may be blessed with her company, the more I will retire to God and my own heart, whence no malice can banish her. My enemies may envy, but they can never deprive me of the enjoyment of her virtues, while I enjoy myself.4 My letter is already so long-but 'tis as if I were bewitched to-night, I can't end for my life; but 1 Bride of Abydos. 2 Par. Lost. 3 Bride of Abydos. + Charles I. to Queen Henrietta, EIKON BAZIAIKH, 38, 89. I will force myself now, beseeching God to bless you, and keep you from all dangers whatsoever, and send us a happy meeting again here upon earth, and at last a joyful and blessed one in heaven, in his good time. Farewell; do but continue to love me, and forgive the taking up so much of your time to your poor wife, who deserves more pity than any creature did, and who loves you a great deal too much for her own ease, though it can't be more than you deserve.' What refreshment and delight, to sit down to address these lines to the object of my every thought! I will begin with telling you I am well; for that, it is my happiness to know, my adored first wishes to hear; and I will next tell myself (and trust in Heaven that my hopes don't deceive me) that this letter will find you and all our little angels in perfect health; them in joyful, you in serene and happy, spirits. I wait with longing impatience for the groom's return, with ample details of you and yours. Send me, my sweetest life, a thousand particulars of all those little great things which to those, who are blessed as we, so far surpass in excellence and exceed in attraction all the great little things of the busy, restless world.2 God knows when I shall have time to write to the children, but kiss them kindly from me. 1 From Queen Mary II. to William III. See Dalrymple, ii. App. X. 2 See in Lord Chatham's Correspondence, i. 457., the beautiful letter from which this is an extract. You cannot imagine how I am pleased with the children; for, having nobody but their maid, they are so fond of me, that when I am at home they will be always with me, kissing and hugging me. I shall say no more, only beg that you will love me always as well as I love you; and then we cannot but be happy.' In that kind voice, familiar, dear, Which tells of confidence, of home — And all that love most loves to hear! The present, and the time to be, Quand le Providence réunit à ce lien si cher tout le prestige de l'amour; quand l'enfant, qu'on chérissoit comme le sien, est encore l'image de l'objet qu'on aime; quand on retrouve dans l'âme qu'il est si doux de développer, celle qu'il est doux de reconnoître; quel bonheur peut exister au-delà de cette intime réunion des sentimens les plus faits pour le cœur de l'homme ?3 Perfect esteem, enlivened by desire Thought meeting thought, and will preventing will, 1 From the great Duke of Marlborough to Sarah, his Duchess. See Life by Coxe. 2 Moore (Loves of the Angels). 3 Madame de Staël (Pauline). |