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The Poetical Works of Sydney Dobell

With Introductory Notice and Memoir by John Nichol
Dobell, Sydney (1824-1874)

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VOL. I.
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THE ROMAN.
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SCENE I.
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SCENE II.
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SCENE III.
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SCENE IV.
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SCENE V.
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SCENE VI.
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SCENE VII.
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SCENE VIII.
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SCENE IX.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEMS
  
A MUSING ON A VICTORY.
  
ISABEL.
  
TO A CATHEDRAL TOWER, ON THE EVENING OF THE THIRTY-FIFTH ANNIVERSARY OF WATERLOO.
  
CRAZED.
  
THE SNOWDROP IN THE SNOW.
  
THE HARPS OF HEAVEN.
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SONNETS ON THE WAR.
  
L'AVENIR.
  
THE ARMY SURGEON.
  
THE WOUNDED.
  
THE WOUNDED.
  
VOX POPULI.
  
CZAR NICHOLAS.
  
CAVALRY CHARGE AT BALACLAVA.
  
HOME, IN WAR-TIME.
  
WARNING.
  
AMERICA.
  
AMERICA.
  
A STATESMAN.
  
POLAND. ITALY. HUNGARY.
  
JERUSALEM.
  
AUSTRIAN ALLIANCE.
  
CHILDLESS.
  
THE COMMON GRAVE.
  
ESSE ET POSSE.
  
GOOD-NIGHT IN WAR-TIME.
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ENGLAND IN TIME OF WAR.
  
DESOLATE.
  
THE MARKET-WIFE'S SONG.
  
THE LITTLE GIRL'S SONG.
  
‘HE IS SAFE.’
  
THE SODGER'S LASSIE.
  
LADY CONSTANCE.
  
HOW'S MY BOY?
  
FAREWELL.
  
THE MILKMAID'S SONG.
  
THE GERMAN LEGION.
  
A HEALTH TO THE QUEEN.
  
WOE IS ME.
  
THE YOUNG MAN'S SONG.
  
DEAD-MAID'S-POOL.
  
THE SAILOR'S RETURN.
  
THE WIDOW'S LULLABY.
  
THE GABERLUNZIE'S WALK.
  
LIBERTY TO M. LE DIPLOMATE.
  
AN EVENING DREAM.
  
IN WAR-TIME
  
A SHOWER IN WAR-TIME.
  
IN WAR-TIME.
  
A HERO'S GRAVE.
  
IN WAR-TIME.
  
HOME, WOUNDED.
  
A NUPTIAL EVE.
  
THE MOTHER'S LESSON.
  
ALONE.
  
FAREWELL.
  
SLEEPING AND WAKING.
  
‘HE LOVES AND HE RIDES AWAY.’
  
THE CAPTAIN'S WIFE.
  
GRASS FROM THE BATTLE-FIELD.
  
AFLOAT AND ASHORE.
  
THE GHOST'S RETURN.
  
DAFT JEAN.
  
THE RECRUITS' BALL.
  
FOR CHARITY'S SAKE.
  
WIND.
  
‘WHEN THE RAIN IS ON THE ROOF.’
  
THE BOTANIST'S VISION.
  
THE ORPHAN'S SONG.
  
TOMMY'S DEAD.
  
‘SHE TOUCHES A SAD STRING OF SOFT RECALL.’
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VOL. II.
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BALDER. PART THE FIRST.
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SCENE I.
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SCENE II.
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SCENE III.
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SCENE IV.
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SCENE V.
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SCENE VI.
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SCENE VII.
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SCENE VIII.
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SCENE IX.
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SCENE X.
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SCENE XI.
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SCENE XII.
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SCENE XIII.
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SCENE XIV.
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SCENE XV.
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SCENE XVI.
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SCENE XVII.
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SCENE XVIII.
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SCENE XIX.
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SCENE XX.
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SCENE XXI.
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SCENE XXII.
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SCENE XXIII.
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SCENE XXIV.
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SCENE XXV.
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SCENE XXVI.
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SCENE XXVII.
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SCENE XXVIII.
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SCENE XXIX.
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SCENE XXX.
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SCENE XXXI.
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SCENE XXXII.
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SCENE XXXIII.
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SCENE XXXIV.
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SCENE XXXV.
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SCENE XXXVI.
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SCENE XXXVII.
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SCENE XXXVIII.
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SCENE XXXIX.
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SCENE XL.
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SCENE XLI.
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SCENE XLII.
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LATER MISCELLANEOUS POEMS.
  
THE MAGYAR'S NEW-YEAR-EVE.
  
THE YOUTH OF ENGLAND TO GARIBALDI'S LEGION.
  
LOVE.
  
AN AUTUMN MOOD.
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SONNETS AND OTHER SHORT POEMS.
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TWO EPIGRAMS.
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I. ON A PORTRAIT PRESENTED TO J. Y. SIMPSON, M.D. (AFTERWARDS SIR JAMES SIMPSON).
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II. ON THE DEATH OF EDWARD FORBES.
  
ON A RECENTLY FINISHED STATUE.
  
THE CONVALESCENT TO HER PHYSICIAN.
  
SAMUEL BROWN.
  
TO PROFESSOR AND MRS. J. S. BLACKIE.
  
TO THE AUTHORESS OF ‘AURORA LEIGH.’
  
TO MRS. J. S. BLACKIE.
  
DEDICATORY.
  
SISTER TO SISTER,
  
ON THE DEATH OF MRS. BROWNING.
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TWO SONNETS ON THE DEATH OF PRINCE ALBERT.
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II.
  
TO 1862.
  
TO TÖCHTERCHEN, ON HER BIRTHDAY.
  
TO THE SAME.
  
TO A FRIEND IN BEREAVEMENT.
  
AT THE GRAVE OF A SPANISH FRIEND.
  
TO AN AMERICAN EMBASSY.
  
JOHN BOHUN MARTIN.
  
DEPRECATING A GIFT.
  
PERHAPS.
  
TO JAMES H.
  
ON READING A DICTATED LETTER.
  
UNDER ESPECIAL BLESSINGS.
  
ON RECEIVING A BOOK FROM ‘X. H.’
  
TO JAMES Y. SIMPSON.
  
ON RECEIVING A BOOK FROM DANTE ROSSETTI.
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THREE SONNETS ON LOVE AND BEAUTY.
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I. TO A PROMESSA SPOSA.
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II. TO THE SAME.
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III. TO A FAIR WOMAN, UNSATISFIED WITH WOMAN'S WORK.
  
TO THE TIBER.
  
[Where are you, Poets, that a Hero dies]
  
ENGLAND'S DAY:
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FRAGMENTS.
  
THE OLIVE.
  
SONG OF A MAD GIRL, WHOSE LOVER HAS DIED AT SEA.
  
FRAGMENT OF A SLEEP-SONG.
  
BALLAD.
  
LORD ROBERT.
  
FRAGMENT OF BALLAD.
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FRAGMENTS OF POEMS FOUND SINCE THE WRITER'S DEATH.
  
BAYONET SONG.
  
MENTANA.
  
SNOWDROPS.
  
NEW-YEAR'S EVE.

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SCENE XII.

The Study.
Balder, at his writing-table.
Balder.
The great array is marshalled; on the right
Freedom, Truth, Justice, Mercy, Love, and Peace
Captained by Genius, stand under the broad
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Standard of day held by the east and west
With sanguine hands and high.
In horrid rank
Sinister, front to hostile front opposed
Beneath a banner dark as if black winds
Of chaos rose in tempest and did blow
The billowy verge of everlasting night
O'er the celestial border, glare the host
That follow the blind Power whose headless beast
Some evil god directs. Above his crest
Driven in the inevitable storm behind,
Like lambent flames of darkness licking far
The middle air, his terrible ensign
Roars to the coming war.
They stand at gaze,
Expecting till the equal voice of Death
Midway between the fierce and serried vans
Give signal of advance. But his great place
Is empty, and the crowded action waits.
Through the door comes the voice of Amy.

Amy
(sings).
Up went the jaunty jay,
Bough by bough, bough by bough,
Up went the jaunty jay,
Up the tall tree.
Up the tall tree where a happy bird was singing,
By his mossy home was singing,
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To his callow brood was singing
In the green tree;
In the tall tree-top, in the merry tree-top,
—Alas, so merry!
In the brave tree-top,
Waving to and fro.
As a gay gallant up the stairs of pleasure,
By leaps the jaunty jay went up the tree.
Thou knowest, O mother bird! for thou wert by,
O mother-bird, thy young, thy callow young!
When he stood o'er them as one stands at meat,
Did they not lift their heads up as to thee?
And like a fruit he plucked them one by one,
—The jay, the shining jay, the jocund jay;—
In the tall tree-top, in the merry tree-top,
—Alas, so merry!—
In the brave tree-top,
Waving to and fro.
Like a gay gallant from a ruined maiden,
The painted jay came smirking down the tree.
Oh bird, oh crying bird, oh mother bird,
Oh childless bird, could I not die for thee?
Yes, I could die for thee!

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