With whom such offers of neglect,
And cool, habitual disrespect
Would not succeed.
But come no longer here to flout us,
Since, truly, thou canst do without us;
For dignity is lost in sport,
An outlaw for contempt of court;
We banish thee with all thy pride
Until thy heart be rarified."




XIX.

ABSENCE.

_Written in Derbyshire, by the same Friend._

--------

When recollection brings to mind,
The kindred ties I've left behind,
The converse gentle and refin'd,
I grieve!

Deep the regret, the pain extreme,
And yet I fondly love the dream,
And find the sad, delightful theme
Relieve.