The poems and prose remains of Arthur Hugh Clough With a selection from his letters and a memoir: Edited by his wife: In two volumes: With a portrait |
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 | The poems and prose remains of Arthur Hugh Clough |  |
So go forth to the world, to the good report and the evil!
Go, little book! thy tale, is it not evil and good?
Go, and if strangers revile, pass quietly by without answer.
Go, and if curious friends ask of thy rearing and age,
Say, ‘I am flitting about many years from brain unto brain of
Feeble and restless youths born to inglorious days:
But,’ so finish the word, ‘I was writ in a Roman chamber,
When from Janiculan heights thundered the cannon of France.’
Go, little book! thy tale, is it not evil and good?
Go, and if strangers revile, pass quietly by without answer.
Go, and if curious friends ask of thy rearing and age,
Say, ‘I am flitting about many years from brain unto brain of
Feeble and restless youths born to inglorious days:
But,’ so finish the word, ‘I was writ in a Roman chamber,
When from Janiculan heights thundered the cannon of France.’
| The poems and prose remains of Arthur Hugh Clough | |