...had sounded an immortal lay. Oh ! what a noble heart was here undone, When Science' self destroy'd her favourite son ! ..-> Yes, she too much indulged thy fond pursuit, She sow'd the seeds, but death has reap'd the fruit. 'Twas thine own genius gave the final blow, And help'd...

...wing, The spoiler came; and all thy promise fair Has sought the grave, to sleep for ever there. Oh t what a noble heart was here undone. When Science"...She sowed the seeds, but Death has reaped the fruit. Twos thine own genius gave the final blow, And helped to plant the wound that laid thee low : So the...

...its spring, And thy young muse just waved her joyous wing, The spoiler came; and all thy promise fair Has sought the grave, to sleep for ever there. Oh...undone, When Science' self destroyed her favourite son l Yes, she too much indulged thy fond pursuit, She sowed the seeds, but Death has reaped the fruit....

...her joyous wing, The spoiler swept that soaring lyre away, Which else hath sounded an immortal lay. Oh ! what a noble heart was here undone, When science self destroyed her favourite son." BYRON. English Bards and Scoteh Reviewers, " Unhousel'd, disappointed, unanel'd, No reckoning made,...

...her joyous wing, The spoiler swept that soaring lyre away, Which else had sounded an immortal lay! Oh, what a noble heart was here undone, When Science' self destroyed her favorite son! " 'Twas thine own genius gave the final blow, And helped to plant the wound that laid...

...found. He died a victim to overwork. Byron's fine lines to Kirke White may aptly be applied to him: Oh, what a noble heart was here undone When Science'...son. Yes, she too much indulged thy fond pursuit, She sow'd the seeds, but death has reaped the fruit. 'Twas thine own genius gave the final blow And helped...

...had sounded an immortal lay. Oh ! what a noble heart was here undone, When Science' self destroy'd her favourite son! Yes, she too much indulged thy fond pursuit, She sow'd the seeds, but death has reap'd the fruit. T was thine own genius gave the final blow, And help'd...

...eyes of an understanding posterity. WILFRID M. LEADMAN. HENRY KIRKE WHITE. THE MARTYR-STUDENT. " Ob I what a noble heart was here undone,' When Science' self destroyed her favourite son," — BYBON. THE present year is the centenary of the death of him whose name stands at the head of this...

...are not far from this spot. I shall only quote a single couplet from the famous lines of Lord Byron : 'Oh ! what a noble heart was here undone, When Science "self destroyed h«r favourite son!' The second shall be from one of several sonnets by Capel Lofft, who wrote in Kirke...

...joyous wing, The spoiler swept that soaring lyre away, Which else hath sounded an immortal lay. Oh 1 what a noble heart was here undone, When science self destroyed her favourite son." BYRON. English Bards and Scotch Reviewers, " Unhousel'd, disappointed, unanel'd, No reckoning made,...