1789 ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION

Thomas Chatterton

Anonymous, in The Grove of Fancy (1789) 41-42.



What sadly-pensive Youth appears,
Whose ardent eye is dimm'd with tears!
Forlorn, with wild, distracted air,
And worn with many a vip'rous care?
Haste to thy kiste, thy dortoure bedde!
Thy glommed face, thy spirit dedde,
Thy cale-claie hande, thy visage wane,
I weep, with thee, ashrewed manne!
Tho' doubtful be thy various name,
Not so the just applause of Fame.
Whoe'er thou art, sad FANCY'S tear
Shall frequent wet thy nameless bier;
Shall frequent, in a depth of gloom,
Adorn thy visionary tomb;
And grieve the more, in ev'ry strain,
Because she knows she grieves in vain;
While sighs from many a tuneful shade
The Maid's eternal sorrows aid.