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12 Literary Gazette, 9th February, 1822, Page 89

ORIGINAL POETRY

POETIC SKETCHES. Sketch Fifth. "Glad greetings, tender partings, which upstay The drooping mind of absence." “May never was the month of love, For May is full of flowers; ‘Tis rather April, wet by kind, For love is full of showers."

The palms flung down their shadow, and the air Was rich with breathings of the citron bloom; All the so radiant children of the south, The gold and silver jessamines, the rose In crimson glory, there were gathered—sounds Of music too from waterfalls, the hymn By bees sung to the sweet flowers as they fed; The earth seemed in its infancy, the sky, The fair blue sky, was glowing as the hopes Of childish happiness; it was a land Of blossoming and sunshine.—One is here, To whom the earth is colourless, the heaven Clouded and cold: his heart is far away: The palms have not to him the majesty Of his own land's green oaks, the roses here Are not so sweet as those wild ones that grow In his own valley; he would rather have One pale blue violet than all the buds That Indian suns have kist: his heart is full Of gentle recollections, and those thoughts Which can but hold communion with themselves, The heart's best dreaming. When the wanderer Calls up those tender memories which are So precious to absence, those dear links That distance cannot sunder—come there not Such visionings, young, o'er thy soul?