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Or, the Feast of the Violets.
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Blue-Stocking Or The Feast Of The By Lei...
But as to the supper-room ! O thou Aladdin , Thy genii had found it a thing to go mad in ; Such wealth ( which yet somehow fell soft on the Branch'd it over with jewels of wonderful size , All carv'd into fruit , thick and leafy , and all Encrusting white marble , as vines do a wall . eyes )
The fruit , colour ' s minions , like ecstacy shone ; While the marble , most fair , and yet mellow of tone , Came cooling the warmth , the rich masses between ;
But the ceiling was one mighty sapphire serene , From the centre of which , and their stamens of Lilies shed such a light , as ' twas peace to behold . And forth , from all sides , issued tap ' stry , and table , And sopha , with pictures of loveliest fable , And portraits , with eyes that seem'd happy to come , gold ,
Of wits and sweet women ; and every room Had music , unseen in it , waiting to play ; A note , now and then , would come chuckling away , As though with its rapture it vainly was striving ;—And hark ! the burst comes ! the fair guests are arriving
But first , I must tell you who form'd the spectators ;—Imprimis , the Poets , the happy Translators , The Wits , the Physicians ( they say that the godhead To Knighton , Smith , Elliotson , specially nodded ) ; All Artists , all Archers ( a bright blushing stare
Put a bud in the cheeks of their green-gowned fair ); The Musicians , the Singers ( of course the chief only ); And lastly , ( for fear any heart should feel lonely , Although with a god , —and to crown it besides With the sweetest of glories , home-glory ) all prides Were consulted , of husbands , and friends , ancl relations , And lovers , and children . —Of all adorations Commend me to that , which enwrapt ev ' ry feature
In love tow'rds the god , for this household goodnature . * Well said , '' cries the reader ; " but stop , Mr Poet;—The god ' s invitation—pray how could they know it ? We hear of no _message ; no list had enrolrd ' em . " 'Tis true ; 'twas not wanted ; their Geniuses told em ;—
( 4 ) Sir William Knighton has died sinco these verses were written . I had hoped , by this mention of his name , to give a moment ' pleasure to one , whose skill , manners , and generosity , were worthy of a profession eminent for its friendliness to men of letters $ and who , in zealously discharging his duties in the highest quarter , did not forget the least influential of his acquaintances With regard to " Smith , ' * it may be allowed me to mention ) considering the numerous respectable Smiths
Or, The Feast Of The Violets.
Or , the Feast of the Violets .
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), July 1, 1837, page 37, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/mrp_01071837/page/35/
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