“Wait, prithee, wait!” this answer Lesbia[51] threw Forth to her Dove, and took no further heed. Her eye was busy, while her fingers flew Across the harp, with soul-engrossing speed; But from that bondage when her thoughts were freed 5 She rose, and toward the close-shut casement drew, Whence the poor unregarded Favourite, true To old affections, had been heard to plead With flapping wing for entrance. What a shriek Forced from that voice so lately tuned to a strain 10 Of harmony!----a shriek of terror, pain, And self-reproach! for, from aloft, a Kite Pounced,----and the Dove, which from its ruthless beak She could not rescue, perished in her sight! [51] Miss Loveday Walker, daughter of the Rector of Brinsop. See the Fenwick note to the next sonnet.--ED. ROMAN ANTIQUITIES DISCOVERED AT BISHOPSTONE, HEREFORDSHIRE Composed 1835.--Published 1835 [My attention to these antiquities was directed by Mr. Walker, son to the itinerant Eidouranian Philosopher. The beautiful pavement was discovered within a few yards of the front door of his parsonage, and appeared from the site (in full view of several hills upon which there had formerly been Roman encampments) as if it might have been the villa of the commander of the forces, at least such was Mr. Walker’s conjecture.--I.F.] One of the “Miscellaneous Sonnets.”--ED. While poring Antiquarians search the ground Upturned with curious pains, the Bard, a Seer, Takes fire:----The men that have been reappear; Romans for travel girt, for business gowned; And some recline on couches, myrtle-crowned, 5 In festal glee: why not? For fresh and clear, As if its hues were of the passing year, Dawns this time-buried pavement. From that mound Hoards may come forth of Trajans, Maximins, Shrunk into coins with all their warlike toil: 10 Or a fierce impress issues with its foil Of tenderness--the Wolf, whose suckling Twins The unlettered ploughboy pities when he wins The casual treasure from the furrowed soil. ST. CATHERINE OF LEDBURY Composed 1835.--Published 1835 [Written on a journey from Brinsop Court, Herefordshire.--I.F.] One of the “Miscellaneous Sonnets.”--ED.