Collected poems | ||
526
TO THE LADY DOROTHY NEVILL
Here is Horace his Life. I have ventured to draw himAs the Berrys, the Conways, the Montagus saw him:
Very kind to his friends, to the rest only so-so;
A Talker, Fine Gentleman, Wit, Virtuoso;
With—running through all his sham-Gothic gim-crackery—
A dash of Sévigné, Saint-Simon and Thackeray.
For errors of ignorance, haste, execution,
From You, his descendant, I ask absolution.
Collected poems | ||