There sleep, unnoticed as the gloomy vaults Bright are the deeds thine earlier sires display. The hour draws nigh, a few brief days will close, Each knell of Time now warns me to resign Shades where Hope, Peace, and Friendship all were mine: And gild their pinions as the moments flew; 4 ["Thomas Sackville, Lord Buckhurst, was born in 1527. While a student of the Inner Temple, he wrote his tragedy of Gorbuduc, which was played before Queen Elizabeth at Whitehall, in 1561. This tragedy, and his contribution of the Induction and legend of the Duke of Buckingham to the Mirror for Magistrates,' compose the poetical history of Sackville. The rest of it was political. In 1604, he was created Earl of Dorset by James I. He died suddenly at the council-table, in consequence of a dropsy on the brain."-CAMPBELL.] 3 [Charles Sackville, Earl of Dorset, was born in 1637, and died in 1706. He was esteemed the most accomplished man of his day, and alike distinguished in the volup tuous court of Charles II. and the gloomy one of William III. He behaved with cơnsiderable gallantry in the sea-fight with the Dutch in 1665; on the day previous to which he is said to have composed his celebrated song, "To all you Ladies now at Land." His character has been drawn in the highest colours by Dryden, Pope, Prior, and Congreve.] Scenes hail'd, as exiles hail their native shore, Dorset, farewell! I will not ask one part Since chance has thrown us in the self-same sphere, To veil those feelings which perchance it ought, FRAGMENT. WRITTEN SHORTLY AFTER THE MARRIAGE OF MISS CHAWORTH.7 HILLS of Annesley, bleak and barren, Where my thoughtless childhood stray'd, Howl above thy tufted shade! [This amiable nobleman was killed by a fall from his horse while hunting in 1815. "I have," says Byron, in his letters of that year, "just been, or rather ought to be, very much shocked by the death of the Duke of Dorset. We were at school together, and there I was passionately attached to him. Since, we have never met, but once, I think, since 1805-and it would be a paltry affectation to pretend that I had any feeling for him worth the name. But there was a time in my life when this event would have broken my heart; and all I can say for it now is, that it is not worth breaking."] 7 [Miss Chaworth was married to John Musters, Esq., in August, 1805. The stanzas were first published by Mr. Moore after Lord Byron's death.] Now no more, the hours beguiling, 1805. GRANTA. A MEDLEY. • Αργυρέαις λόγχαισι μάχου καὶ πάντα Κρατήσαις ; " OH! Could Le Sage's demon's gift This night my trembling form he'd lift Then would, unroof'd, old Granta's halls Then would I view each rival wight, Lo! candidates and voters lie' All lull'd in sleep, a goodly number: A race renown'd for piety, Whose conscience won't disturb their slumber. Lord H-, indeed, may not demur; The Diable Boiteux of Le Sage, where Asmodeus, the demon, places Don Cleofas on an elevated situation, and unroofs the houses for inspection. 9 [On the death of Mr. Pitt, in January, 1806, Lord Henry Petty and Lord Palmerston were candidates to represent the University of Cambridge in Parliament.] 1 [In the private volume the fourth and fifth stanzas ran thus: "One on his power and place depends, The other on-the Lord knows what! The first, indeed, may not demur; Fellows are sage reflecting men," &c.] [Edward Harvey Hawke, third Lord Hawke. His Lordship died in 1824.] They know preferment can occur They know the Chancellor has got Now from the soporific scene I'll turn mine eye, as night grows later, The studious sons of Alma Mater. There, in apartments small and damp, He surely well deserves to gain them, Who sacrifices hours of rest To scan precisely metres Attic; Who reads false quantities in Seale,' Renouncing every pleasing page From authors of historic use; The square of the hypothenuse." Still, harmless are these occupations, That hurt none but the hapless student, 3 Seale's publication on Greek Metres displays considerable talent and ingenuity, but, as might be expected in so difficult a work, is not remarkable for accuracy. The Latin of the schools is of the canine species, and not very intelligible. The discovery of Pythagoras, that the square of the hypothenuse is equal to the squares of the other two sides of a right-angled triangle. Compared with other recreations, Whose daring revels shock the sight, Not so the methodistic crew, And for the sins of others pray : Forgetting that their pride of spirit, "Tis morn :-from these I turn my sight: Loud rings in air the chapel bell; 'Tis hush'd-what sounds are these I hear? The organ's soft celestial swell Rolls deeply on the list'ning ear. To this is join'd the sacred song, Our choir would scarcely be excused, To such a set of croaking sinners. If David, when his toils were ended, Had heard these blockheads sing before him, To us his psalms had ne'er descended, In furious mood he would have tore 'em. 6 On a saint's day the students wear surplices in chapel. |