SELECTIONS FROM THE POEMS OF ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH - 1894 - PREFACE - THE poems by Arthur Hugh Clough given in this selection are placed in order of time, except the Bothie, which, written in 1848, at the moment of his leaving Oxford, should chronologically have followed the Early Poems. These were written between 1837 and 1847, between the ages of nineteen and twenty-nine, and correspond with his life at Oxford as Undergraduate, Fellow, and Tutor. Dipsychus and the Amours de Voyage were written in I 849 and 1850, called forth by Italian journeys made during his three years residence in London. The Miscellaneous Poems also belong to this time, except the Sea Songs, which were written during his voyage to America in 1852. Come, Poet, Come also belongs to a later time. After his return to England in 1853, when he entered the Education Office, he wrote no more during the last eight years of his life till the last year, when the enforced leisure caused by ill health seemed to renew in him the creative impulse. Among other things he then produced the group of poems called Mari Magno. These, however, are not represented here, not seeming well adapted for selections. In 1861 he died, aged forty-two, leaving us to wonder . what might have come late had longer life been granted him - CONTENTS - PAGE THE BOTHIE OF TOBER-NA-VUOLICH . I EARLY POEMSREVIVAL . . . . . . . IN A LECTURE-ROOM . . . . . ASONGOFA UTUMN . . . . . TA KaXb . . ., . . . XpvuQa K A Q S x i y Adauq. . . . . THE MUSIC OF THE WORLD AND OF THE SOUL . . . . . . . QUACURSUMVENTUS . . . WENG OTTB ETR GISTT, W OHLB ETROGEN THENEWSINAI. . . .. . THE QUESTIONINSGP IRIT . . . . BETIIESDA . . . . . . . QUI LABORATO, RAT . . . . FROM DIPSYCHUS. . . . I37 FROM AMOURS DEVOYAGE . . . 155 . . . v111 CONTENTS PAGE MISCELLANEOUS POEMS- WITH WHOM IS NO VARIABLENESNSE, I THER SHADOWOFTURNING. . . . 173 THE LATEST DECALOGUE . . . . 174 HOPEE VERMOR A E N D BELIEVE . . . I75 THROUGH A GLASSD ARKLY . . . 177 AH YET CONSIDER IT AGAIN . . . 179 c IDO MU MS AT URB, V ENITH ESPERUS . 180 SONGSW RITTEN ON SHIP-BOARD . . . 2M COME, POET, COME . . . . . 207 THE F BOTHIE OF TOBER-NA-VUOLICH A LONG-VACATION PASTORAL Nunc fo mosissim nsn nus Zte mee feZix gquondam pecus, ite cnmene THE EOTHIE OF TOBER-NA-VUOLICH Socii cratera coronant IT was the afternoon and the sports were now at the ending. Long had the stone been put, tree cast, and thrown the hammer Up the perpendicular hill, Sir Hector so called it, Eight stout gillies had run, with speed and agility wondrous Run too the course on the level had been the leaping was over Last in the show of dress, a novelty recently added, Noble ladies their prizes adjudged for costume that was perfect, Turning the clansmen about, as they stood with upraised elbows Bowing their eye-glassed brows, and fingering kilt and sporran. It was four of the clock, and the sports were come to the ending, Therefore the Oxford party went off to adorn for the dinner. Be it recorded in song who was first, who last, in dressing. Hope was first, black-tied, white-waistcoated, simple, His Honour For the postman made out he was heir to the earldom of Ilay Being the younger son of the younger brother, the Colonel, Treated him therefore with special respect doffed bonnet, and ever Called him His Honour His Honour he therefore was at the cottage Always His Honour at least, sometimes the Viscount of Ilay. Hope was first, HisHonour, and next to His Honour the Tutor...