REVOLUTIONS 254 SELF-DEPENDENCE 255 MORALITY 256 A SUMMER NIGHT 257 THE BURIED LIFE 260 LINES WRITTEN IN KENSINGTON GARDENS 263 A WISH 265 THE FUTURE 267 ELEGIAC POEMS THE SCHOLAR-GIPSY 273 THYRSIS 281 MEMORIAL VERSES 289 STANZAS IN MEMORY OF EDWARD QUILLINAN 292 STANZAS FROM CARNAC 292 A SOUTHERN NIGHT 294 HAWORTH CHURCHYARD 299 EPILOGUE 303 RUGBY CHAPEL 304 HEINE'S GRAVE 311 STANZAS FROM THE GRANDE CHARTREUSE 318 STANZAS IN MEMORY OF THE AUTHOR OF "OBERMANN" 325 OBERMANN ONCE MORE 332 DRAMATIC POEMS MEROPE, A TRAGEDY 347 EMPEDOCLES ON ETNA 436 LATER POEMS WESTMINSTER ABBEY 479 GEIST'S GRAVE 485 POOR MATTHIAS 488 KAISER DEAD 495 NOTES 501 EARLY POEMS SONNETS QUIET WORK One lesson, Nature, let me learn of thee, One lesson which in every wind is blown, One lesson of two duties kept at one Though the loud world proclaim their enmity-- Of toil unsever'd from tranquillity! Of labour, that in lasting fruit outgrows Far noisier schemes, accomplish'd in repose, Too great for haste, too high for rivalry! Yes, while on earth a thousand discords ring, Man's fitful uproar mingling with his toil, Still do thy sleepless ministers move on, Their glorious tasks in silence perfecting; Still working, blaming still our vain turmoil, Labourers that shall not fail, when man is gone. TO A FRIEND Who prop, thou ask'st, in these bad days, my mind?-- He much, the old man, who, clearest-soul'd of men, Saw The Wide Prospect, and the Asian Fen,[1] And Tmolus hill, and Smyrna bay, though blind. Much he, whose friendship I not long since won, That halting slave, who in Nicopolis Taught Arrian, when Vespasian's brutal son Clear'd Rome of what most shamed him. But be his My special thanks, whose even-balanced soul, From first youth tested up to extreme old age, Business could not make dull, nor passion wild; Who saw life steadily, and saw it whole; The mellow glory of the Attic stage, Singer of sweet Colonus, and its child.