Song: To —— [Harriet]
XIV. Saint Edmond’s Eve
XV. Revenge
XVI. Ghasta; or, The Avenging Demon
XVII. Fragment; or, The Triumph of Conscience
POEMS FROM ST. IRVYNE; OR, THE ROSICRUCIAN
I. Victoria
II. ‘On the Dark Height of Jura’
III. Sister Rosa. A Ballad
IV. St. Irvyne’s Tower
V. Bereavement
VI. The Drowned Lover
POSTHUMOUS FRAGMENTS OF MARGARET NICHOLSON
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War
Fragment: Supposed to be an Epithalamium of Francis Ravaillac and Charlotte Corday
Despair
Fragment
The Spectral Horseman
Melody to a Scene of Former Times
Stanza from a Translation of the Marseillaise Hymn
Bigotry’s Victim
On an Icicle that clung to the Grass of a Grave
Love
On a Fěte at Carlton House: Fragment
To a Star
To Mary, who died in this opinion
A Tale of Society as it is: From Facts, 1811
To the Republicans of North America
To Ireland
On Robert Emmet’s Grave
The Retrospect: Cwm Elan, 1812
Fragment of a Sonnet: To Harriet
To Harriet
Sonnet: To a Balloon laden with Knowledge
Sonnet: On launching some Bottles filled with Knowledge into the Bristol Channel
The Devil’s Walk
Fragment of a Sonnet: Farewell to North Devon
On leaving London for Wales
The Wandering Jew’s Soliloquy
Evening: To Harriet
To Ianthe
Song from the Wandering Jew
Fragment from the Wandering Jew
To the Queen of my Heart
INDEX OF FIRST LINES
ALASTOR
OR
THE SPIRIT OF SOLITUDE
PREFACE
THE poem entitled Alastor may be considered as allegorical of one of the most interesting situations of the human mind. It represents a youth of uncorrupted feelings and adventurous genius led forth by an imagination inflamed and purified through familiarity with all that is excellent and majestic, to the contemplation of the universe. He drinks deep of the fountains of knowledge, and is still insatiate. The magnificence and beauty of the external world sinks profoundly into the frame of his conceptions, and affords to their modifications a variety not to be exhausted. So long as it is possible for his desires to point towards objects thus infinite and unmeasured, he is joyous, and tranquil, and self-possessed. But the period arrives when these objects cease to suffice. His mind is at length suddenly awakened and thirsts for intercourse with an intelligence similar to itself. He images to himself the Being whom he loves. Conversant with speculations of the sublimest and most perfect natures, the vision in which he embodies his own imaginations unites all of wonderful, or wise, or beautiful, which the poet, the philosopher, or the lover could depicture. The intellectual faculties, the imagination, the functions of sense, have their respective requisitions on the sympathy of corresponding powers in other human beings. The Poet is represented as uniting these requisitions, and attaching them to a single image. He seeks in vain for a prototype of his conception. Blasted by his disappointment, he descends to an untimely grave.
The picture is not barren of instruction to actual men. The Poet’s self-centred seclusion was avenged by the furies of an irresistible passion pursuing him to speedy ruin. But that Power which strikes the luminaries of the world with sudden darkness and extinction, by awakening them to too exquisite a perception of its influences, dooms to a slow and poisonous decay those meaner spirits that dare to abjure its dominion. Their destiny is more abject and inglorious as their delinquency is more contemptible and pernicious. They who, deluded by no generous error, instigated by no sacred thirst of doubtful knowledge, duped by no illustrious superstition, loving nothing on this earth, and cherishing no hopes beyond, yet keep aloof from sympathies with their kind, rejoicing neither in human joy nor mourning with human grief; these, and such as they, have their apportioned curse.
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