1824 ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION

Jeremiah Holmes Wiffen

Richard Matthews, "To J. H. Wiffen" Matthews, Leuella, a Poetical Tale (1824) 68-69.



Welcome dear Poet to my bower,
As welcome to my heart;
Armed with bright Phoebus' matchless power,
The glory of his art.

And welcome to my humble cell
Thou favourite of the Nine;
Where erst thou tun'st thy votive spell,
To strains almost divine.

Now bear thy liquid lays along,
And let me drink with thee;
From sacred founts of living song,
And springs of poesy.

Tune, tune for me thy ringing shell,
Till fairest incense rise;
While odours sweet the breezes swell,
And waft to yonder skies.

Till there we follow and above,
Enjoy the endless bliss;
Friendship shall crown the hours of love,
With ceaseless happiness.

The diamond gem from eastern mines,
No water ever knows,
So pure as that which FRIENDSHIP shrines,
And Helicon bestows.