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The Poetical Works of Reginald Heber

Heber, Reginald (1783-1826)

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MISCELLANEOUS POEMS.
  
TO LIEUTENANT-GENERAL SIR ROWLAND HILL, K.B.
  
LINES SPOKEN IN THE THEATRE, OXFORD, ON LORD GRENVILLE'S INSTALLATION AS CHANCELLOR.
  
EPITAPH ON A YOUNG NAVAL OFFICER,
  
FRAGMENT ON ALCHEMY.
  
IMITATION OF A SONG,
  
HONOUR ITS OWN REWARD.
  
TRANSLATION OF A FRAGMENT OF A DANISH SONG.
  
TRANSLATION OF AN INSCRIPTION ON A MONUMENT,
  
VERSIFICATION OF THE SPEECH OF GEOORGIN TO BEYUN, (FROM THE SHAH NAMEH.)
  
FROM THE MOALLAKAH OF HARETH.
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THE BOKE OF THE PURPLE FAUCON.
  
A FRAGMENT.
  
TRANSLATION OF AN ODE OF KLOPSTOCK'S.
  
SONG TO A SCOTCH AIR.
  
THE RISING OF THE SUN.
  
SONG TO A WELCH AIR.
  
INSCRIPTION
  
TIMOUR'S COUNCILS.
  
THE SPRING JOURNEY.
  
HAPPINESS.
  
ON HEAVENLY AND EARTHLY HOPE.
  
MAN'S PILGRIMAGE.
  
SONG TO A WELCH AIR.
  
CAROL FOR MAY-DAY.
  
TO ---.
  
BOW-MEETING SONG.
  
FAREWELL.
  
PARODY OF LISTON'S “BEAUTIFUL MAID.”
  
TRANSLATION OF AN INSCRIPTION RECENTLY DISCOVERED IN SAMOS.
  
THE OUTWARD-BOUND SHIP.
  
BOW-MEETING SONG.
  
TO CHAUNCEY HARE TOWNSHEND,
  
BOW-MEETING SONG.
  
ON CROSSING THE RANGE OF HIGH LAND BETWEEN STONE AND MARKET DRAYTON, JAN. 4, 1820.
  
BALLAD.
  
SYMPATHY.
  
LINES WRITTEN TO A MARCH COMPOSED IN IMITATION OF A MILITARY BAND.
  
THE WELL OF OBLIVION.
  
THE ORACLE.
  
TO A WELCH AIR, “CODIAD YR HYDOD.”
  
THE GROUND SWELL.
  
TRANSLATED FROM THE GERMAN.
  
BOW-MEETING SONG.
  
FROM THE GULISTAN.
  
FROM THE GULISTAN.
  
FROM THE GULISTAN.
  
IMITATION OF AN ODE BY KOODRUT.
  
TRANSLATION OF A SONNET, BY THE LATE NAWAB OF OUDE, ASUF UD DOWLA.
  
LINES ADDRESSED TO MRS. HEBER.
  
AN EVENING WALK IN BENGAL.

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SONG TO A WELCH AIR.

I mourn not the forest whose verdure is dying;
I mourn not the summer whose beauty is o'er;
I weep for the hopes that for ever are flying;
I sigh for the worth that I slighted before;
And sigh to bethink me how vain is my sighing,
For love, once extinguish'd, is kindled no more.
The spring may return with his garland of flowers,
And wake to new rapture the bird on the tree;
The summer smile soft through his crystalline bowers;
The blessings of autumn wave brown o'er the lea;
The rock may be shaken—the dead may awaken,
But the friend of my bosom returns not to me.
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