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<DLPSTEXTCLASS> <HEADER><FILEDESC> <TITLESTMT> <TITLE TYPE="245">The poems of John Godfrey Saxe.</TITLE> <AUTHOR>Saxe, John Godfrey, 1816-1887.</AUTHOR> </TITLESTMT> <EXTENT>198 600dpi TIFF G4 page images</EXTENT> <PUBLICATIONSTMT> <PUBLISHER>University of Michigan, Digital Library Production Service</PUBLISHER><PUBPLACE>Ann Arbor, Michigan</PUBPLACE> <DATE>2000</DATE> <IDNO TYPE="dlps">AAS5580.0001.001</IDNO> <AVAILABILITY> <P>These pages may freely searched and displayed. Permission must be received for subsequent distribution in print or electronically. Please contact dlps-help[at]umich.edu for more information.</P> </AVAILABILITY></PUBLICATIONSTMT> <SOURCEDESC> <BIBLFULL> <TITLESTMT> <TITLE TYPE="245">The poems of John Godfrey Saxe.</TITLE> <AUTHOR>Saxe, John Godfrey, 1816-1887.</AUTHOR> </TITLESTMT> <EDITIONSTMT><EDITION>9th ed.</EDITION> </EDITIONSTMT> <EXTENT>192 p. incl. front. (port.) 19 cm.</EXTENT> <PUBLICATIONSTMT><PUBPLACE>Boston,</PUBPLACE><PUBLISHER>Ticknor and Fields,</PUBLISHER><DATE>1855.</DATE></PUBLICATIONSTMT> </BIBLFULL> </SOURCEDESC> </FILEDESC> <ENCODINGDESC><PROJECTDESC><P>Header created with script marc2tei.pl on 2001-01-27.</P></PROJECTDESC><EDITORIALDECL N="1"><P>This electronic text file was created by Optical Character Recognition (OCR). No corrections have been made to the OCR-ed text and no editing has been done to the content of the original document. Encoding has been done through an automated process using the recommendations for Level 1 of the TEI in Libraries Guidelines. Digital page images are linked to the text file.</P></EDITORIALDECL></ENCODINGDESC></HEADER> <TEXT N="AAS5580.01"> <BODY> <DIV1> <P><PB REF="00000001.tif" SEQ="00000001" RES="600dpi" FMT="TIFF6.0" FTR="UNSPEC" CNF="100" N=""> </P> <P><PB REF="00000002.tif" SEQ="00000002" RES="600dpi" FMT="TIFF6.0" FTR="UNSPEC" CNF="100" N=""> </P> <P><PB REF="00000003.tif" SEQ="00000003" RES="600dpi" FMT="TIFF6.0" FTR="UNSPEC" CNF="100" N=""> </P> <P><PB REF="00000004.tif" SEQ="00000004" RES="600dpi" FMT="TIFF6.0" FTR="UNSPEC" CNF="100" N=""> </P> <P><PB REF="00000005.tif" SEQ="00000005" RES="600dpi" FMT="TIFF6.0" FTR="UNSPEC" CNF="100" N="1"> </P> <P><PB REF="00000006.tif" SEQ="00000006" RES="600dpi" FMT="TIFF6.0" FTR="FRP" CNF="100" N="2"> t Ie </P> <P><PB REF="00000007.tif" SEQ="00000007" RES="600dpi" FMT="TIFF6.0" FTR="TPG" CNF="800" N="3"> POE M S BY JOHN G. SAXE. NINTH EDITION. BOSTON: TICKNOR AND FIELDS. M DCCC LV. </P> <P><PB REF="00000008.tif" SEQ="00000008" RES="600dpi" FMT="TIFF6.0" FTR="UNSPEC" CNF="855" N="4"> Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1849, by JOHN G. SAXE, In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts. </P> <P><PB REF="00000009.tif" SEQ="00000009" RES="600dpi" FMT="TIFF6.0" FTR="UNSPEC" CNF="866" N="5"> TO HON. GEORGE P. MARSH, UNITED STATES MINISTER RESIDENT AT CONSTANTINOPLE. DEAR Sla, I dedicate this little Volume to you, not in your capacity as the honored Representative of your country at a Foreign Court, nor yet in your higher character, as one of the foremost scholars of the age; but rather, as is m(re befitting, ill token of omy esteem for your private virtues, and in grateful acknowledgment of your personal friendship. I hesitate less to avail myself of your kind permission to use your name in this place, since it was greatly owing to your flattering judgment of my first elaborate essay at verse writing, that other pieces were subsequently undertaken, and that these are now here collected. In christening the book, I have chosen, for several reasons, to conform to the customary nomenclature which allows every kind of literature to be' Poetry,' that is not written in the fashion of prose; yet I have no quarrel with that nicer rule of modern criticism which assigns to all metrical compositions of a mainly facetious or satirical eharacter, a place rather on the border than fairly within the domain of legitimate poesy. If I have excluded several trifles which some of my friends would like to have seen with the rest, it was because I could not afford to make the volume larger at any risk of makineg it worse. Should the verses which I have ventured to retain, receive, in their present form, the favor wlich has been accorded to most of the poems separately, I am very sure no one will be more gratfiied than yourself, - except it be Your sincere Friend, and humble Servant, JOHN GODFREY SAXE. UiRLINGTOXN, VERMONT, 1849. f5) </P> <P><PB REF="00000010.tif" SEQ="00000010" RES="600dpi" FMT="TIFF6.0" FTR="UNSPEC" CNF="100" N="6"> </P> <P><PB REF="00000011.tif" SEQ="00000011" RES="600dpi" FMT="TIFF6.0" FTR="TOC" CNF="818" N="7"> CONTENTS. PROGRESS: A SATIRE,......... 9 NOTES,....33 THE PROUD MISS MAC BRIDEE,. 35 THE BRIEFLESS BARRISTER,....... RHYME OF THE RAIL,.... 55 A NEWV RAPE OF THE LOCK,. 59 A RHYMED EPISTLE,.. 77 THE DOG DAYS,. 81 A CLASSIC CONTROVERSY,...... 83 THE GHOST-PLAYER,....... 84 ON AN ILL-READ LAWYER,....... 87 A BENEDICT'S APPEAL TO A BACHELOR,. as88 BOYS, ~. 93 WOMAN'S WILL,.. o... 94 THE COLD WATER-MAN,..... o..95 THE DAGUERREOTYPE,. 98 A COLLEGE REMINISCENCE,...99 FAMILY QUARRELS,..102 SONNET TO A CLAM,.103 (7) </P> <P><PB REF="00000012.tif" SEQ="00000012" RES="600dpi" FMT="TIFF6.0" FTR="TOC" CNF="788" N="8"> 8 CONTENTS. A REASONABLE PETITION,..104 GUNEOPATHY,.. 105 A PHILOSOPHICAL QUERY,...i07 COMIC MISERIES,...... 108 THE OLD CHAPEL BELL,....112 THE LADY ANN,.. 118 GIRLHOOD,..... e 123 BEREAVEMENT, e1..... 125 MIY BOYHOOD,. o.. 126 THE TIMES,..... o. 129 NOTES,.........153 CARMEN LtETUMI,..155 THE DEVIL OF NAMES,.. o.162 PHAETHON,.......... 169 PYRAMUS AND THISBE,......... 176 POLYPHEMUS AND ULYSSES,...182 ORPHEUS AND EURYDICE,. o... 187 </P> <P><PB REF="00000013.tif" SEQ="00000013" RES="600dpi" FMT="TIFF6.0" FTR="UNSPEC" CNF="834" N="9"> PROGRESS: A SATIRE. </P> <P><PB REF="00000014.tif" SEQ="00000014" RES="600dpi" FMT="TIFF6.0" FTR="UNSPEC" CNF="100" N="10"> </P> <P><PB REF="00000015.tif" SEQ="00000015" RES="600dpi" FMT="TIFF6.0" FTR="UNSPEC" CNF="882" N="11"> P O E M S. PRO G RES S: A SATIRE'. IN this, our happy and' progressive' age, When all alike ambitious cares engage; When beardless boys to sudden sages grow, And' Miss' her nurse abandons for a beau; When for their dogmas Non-Resistants fight, When dunces lecture, and when dandies write When, martial honors to the children thrown, Each five-foot minor is a' Major' grown; When matrons, seized with oratoric pangs, Give happy birth to masculine harangues, And spinsters, trembling for the nation's fate, Neglect their stockings to preserve the State; (11) </P> <P><PB REF="00000016.tif" SEQ="00000016" RES="600dpi" FMT="TIFF6.0" FTR="UNSPEC" CNF="887" N="12"> 12 PROGRESS: When critic-wits their brazen lustre shed On golden authors whom they never read, With parrot praise of' Roman grandeur' speak, And in bad English eulogize the Greek; When facts like these no reprehension bring, May not, uncensured, an Attorney sing? In sooth he may; and though' unborn' to climb Parnassus' heights, and' build the lofty rhyme,' Though FLACCUS fret, and warningly advise'That' middling verses gods and men despise,' Yet will he sing, to Yankee license true, In spite of Horace and' Minerva' too! My theme is PROGRESS, - never-tiring theme,Of prosing dulness, and poetic dream; Beloved of Optimists, who still protest Whatever happens, happens for the best; Who prate of' evil'as a thing unknown, A fancied color, or a seeming tone, A vague chimera cherished by the dull, The empty product of an emptier skull. Expert logicians they! - to show at will, By ill philosophy, that nought is ill! Should some sly rogue, the city's constant curse, Deplete your pocket and relieve your purse, </P> <P><PB REF="00000017.tif" SEQ="00000017" RES="600dpi" FMT="TIFF6.0" FTR="UNSPEC" CNF="883" N="13"> A SATIRE. 13 Or if, approaching with ill-omened tread, Some bolder burglar break your house and head, Hold, friend, thy rage! nay, let the rascal flee, No evil has been done the world,, or thee: Here comes Philosophy will make it plain Thy seeming loss is universal gain!'Thy heap of gold was clearly grown too great,-'Twere best the poor should share thy large estate;; While'misers gather, that the knaves' should steal,. Is most conducive to the general weal; Thus thieves the wrongs of avarice efface, And stand the friends and stewards of the race; Thus every moral ill but serves, in fact, Some other equal ill to counteract.' Sublime Philosophy! — benignant light Which sees in every pair of wrongs, a right; Which finds no evil or in sin or pain, And proves that decalogues are writ in vain V Hail, mighty PROGRESS!-loftiest we find" Thy stalking strides in science of the mind. What boots it now that LoCKE was learned and wise? What boots it now that men have ears and eyes?' Pure Reason' in their stead now hears and sees, And walks apart in stately scorn of these; </P>