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By William Bell Scott

Scott, William Bell (1811-1890)

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MARYANNE.

I.Age—Eight Years.

II.

II.Age—Sixteen Years.

III.

III.Age—Seventeen.

IV.

IV.Age—Eighteen.

V.Age—Nineteen.

VI.

VII.

VIII.

IX.

XI.

XII.

XIII.

XIII.Age—Twenty-five.

XIV.

XV.

XV.Age—Unknown.

THE ARTIST'S BIRTHPLACE.

TO THE GREAT SPHYNX:

II.

III.

IV.

A RHYME OF LIFE.

LINES

DEATH.

POEMS OCCASIONALLY ADDRESSED TO “MIGNON.”

I.A DREAM OF LOVE.

II.

II.A WATCHMAN-SONG.

III.

III.LINES SENT WITH SPENCER'S “FAERY QUEEN.”

IV.

IV.RHYME TO THE DEPARTING YEAR.

VI.

VI.A COMPLIMENT TO MIGNON SINGING.

FOURTEEN SONNETS.

I.AMBITION.

II.

II.TO DAVID SCOTT,

V.ON READING HAYDON'S AUTOBIOGRAHY.

VI.

VI.WORDSWORTH. ON READING THE MEMOIRS BY DR. C. WORDSWORTH.

VII.

VII.WORDSWORTH.

VIII.

VIII.WORDSWORTH.

IX.

IX.THE FIRE AT EVENING.

X.THE WIND IN THE CASEMENT:

XII.

XII.TO THE MUSICIAN.

TEN SONNETS EMBODYING RELIGIOUS IDEAS.

III.

III.LIFE ITS OWN GUIDE.

IV.

IV.LIFE WITHOUT FAITH.

V.RESTORATION OF BELIEF.

VI.

VI.ON THE AUTHORITY OF ANTIQUITY.

VII.

VII.PEBBLES IN THE STREAM.

IX.

IX.GOD AND THE SOUL.

X.SPIRITUAL LIFE.

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X.

Bring me wine at eventide,
And poppy-juice to-morrow!
Can I forget the courtly pride,
Or go to bed with sorrow?

They called me marian the knave,
Marian the fortunate!
How kind unto the woman-slave
To bid her thank her fate.

Bring me wine! it may not be
That I throw up the game,
Nor sink to scorn contentedly
With a brain and a heart of flame.

I am forsaken: not a wheel
Rings on the causeway-stones;
Bring wine! in laughter let me reel,
Lest the vile may say—she moans.

Bring me wine at eventide,
And poppy-juice to-morrow!
Shall I forget the days of pride,
Or go to bed with sorrow?