"LET THERE BE THISTLES, THERE ARE GRAPES; IF OLD THINGS, THERE ARE NEW; SELF-REVERENCE, SELF-KNOWLEDGE, SELF-CONTROL,-(TENNYSON) BREAK, BREAK, BREAK. And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a vanished hand, 469 TEN THOUSAND BROKEN LIGHTS AND SHAPES, YET GLIMPSES OF THE TRUE."-TENNYSON. ["In this lyric the sea stands for nothing specific, but by its perpetual murmur on the shore attunes the soul to the key-notes of sorrow, and preaches the relation of suffering to the infinite. Self-will and lowness cannot live in this contact, and the soul is soothed to calmness and resignation by the lullaby of the great mother."-E. C. TAINSH, A Study of Tennyson, p. 53.] THESE THREE ALONE LEAD LIFE TO SOVEREIGN POWER."-TENNYSON. "AND OTHERS' FOLLIES TEACH US NOT, NOR MUCH THEIR WISDOM TEACHES-TENNYSON) 470 66 PASSIONLESS BRIDE, DIVINE TRANQUILLITY, TENNYSON) ALFRED TENNYSON. S THE SHELL. EE what a lovely shell, Lying close to my foot; With delicate spire and whorl, What is it? A learned man [From "Maud," Part ii., 2.] YEARNED AFTER BY THE WISEST OF THE WISE."-TENNYSON. AND MOST, OF STERLING WORTH, IS WHAT OUR OWN EXPERIENCE PREACHES."-TENNYSON. NO FABLED WORLD, IMAGINED ISLES BEYOND HYMN TO OCEAN. Richard Chenevix French. [RICHARD CHENEVIX TRENCH, D.D., Archbishop of Dublin, was born in 1807; graduated at Trinity College, Cambridge, in 1829; took orders, and accepted the incumbency of Cambridge in Hampshire; was promoted, in 1845, to the rectory of Itchin Stoke; in 1845 and 1846, officiated at Cambridge as Hulsean Lecturer; became Professor of Theology at King's College, London, in 1847; was appointed Dean of Westminster in 1856; and Archbishop of Dublin in 1864. His devotional and theological works are very numerous: the most important are, "Notes on the Parables," Notes on the Miracles," and "Studies from the Gospels." As a philologist he has also obtained distinction, and his treatises on "The Study of Words" and "English Past and Present" are deservedly popular. He first appeared as a poet, in 1838, with two volumes of poetry, entitled, "Poems from Eastern Sources. When we gaze into a clear translucent pool, says Dr. Moir, and observe distinctly the sand, shells, and pebbles at the bottom, we are apt to form a very erroneous estimate of its depth. It is often so with Trench's poetry, where the profound seems to assume the disguise of the simple and unadorned. That he is something of a mannerist is not to be disputed, but seldom disagreeably so, from a classical eagerness, an over-fastidious anxiety to give his phrases their highest polish; so from his earliest poems down to his latest, his course towards compositional excellence has been steady and evident.] HAVE BEEN BUT IN THE LONGING OF MAN'S HEART, NOT THESE NOW OCCUPY OUR HEARTS AND HOPES; 471 BUT EDEN AND THE NEW JERUSALEM, THE GARDEN AND THE CITY OF OUR GOD."-RICHARD C. TRENCH. HYMN TO OCEAN. FROM THE GERMAN OF RÜCKert. CRADLE, whence the suns ascend, old Ocean divine; O! spreading in the calm of night thy mirror, wherein O thou that dost in midnights still thy chorus of waves THE LIMITARY OCEAN, SUCH AS NEVER- -(TRENCH) "A GENIAL MOMENT OFT HAS GIVEN WHAT YEARS OF TOIL AND PAIN,-(TRENCH) 472 66 THOUGH WE CANNOT CEASE TO YEARN OR GRIEVE,-(TRENCH) RICHARD CHENE VIX TRENCH. The morning and the evening blooms are roses of thine, O Amphitrite's panting breast, whose breathing doth make O womb of Amphitrite, hear thy beautiful child, YET WE HAVE LEARNED IN PATIENCE TO ABIDE."-TRENCH. OF LONG INDUSTRIOUS TOIL, HAVE STRIVEN TO WIN, AND ALL IN VAIN."-TRENCH. 66 JOY IS OF GOD, BUT HEAVINESS AND CARE (RICHARD CHENEVIX TRENCH) O! sprinkle thou with pearly dew Earth's garland of spring, All Naiads that from thee had sprung, commanded by thee, What ships of thought sail forth on thee! Atlantis doth sleep The goblets of the gods, from high Olympus that fall, A diver in the sea of love my song is, that fain I, like the Moon, beneath thy waves with yearning would Thence might I like the sun ascend, old Ocean divine. [From "Poems, Collected and Arranged Anew," ed. 1865.] "IF THAT IN SIGHT OF GOD IS GREAT WHICH COUNTS ITSELF FOR SMALL, WE, BY THAT LAW, HUMILITY THE CHIEFEST GRACE MUST CALL."-TRENCH. TO THE EVENING STAR. JOLE star that glitterest in the crimson west, For all surpassing glory needs must be Full unto us of sad perplexity, Seen from this place of sin and sin's unrest. Yea, all things which such perfect beauty own OF OUR OWN HEARTS, AND WHAT HAS HARBOURED THERE."-TRENCH. |