The Literary Museum and Register of Arts, Sciences, Belles Lettres, &c.
1st November 1823
Review:
Forget Me Not; a Christmas and New
Year's Present for 1824. London. 12mo.
pp.390. Ackerman.
. . . . to its German archetypes. It contains
several beautiful pieces of poetry
from the pens of Montgomery, Bernard
Barton, and some anonymous contributors.
One of these last we will extract[1]:
Ellen. A Fragment.
Is she not beautiful, although so pale?
The first May flowers are not more colourless
Than her white cheek; yet I recal the time
When she was called the rosebud of our village.
There was a blush, half modesty, half health,
Upon her cheek, fresh as the summer morn
With which she rose. A cloud of chesnut curls,
Like twilight, darkened o’er her blue-veined brow;
And through their hazel curtains, eyes, whose light
Was like the violet’s, when April skies
Have given their own pure colour to the leaves,
Shone sweet and silent, as the twilight star.
And she was happy—innocence and hope
Make the young heart a paradise for love.
And she loved, and was loved. The youth was one
That dwelled on the waters. He had been
Where sweeps the blue Atlantic, a wide world—
Had seen the sun light up the flowers, like gems,
In the bright Indian isles—had breathed the air
When sweet with cinnamon, and gum, and spice.
- ↑ This reviewer was probably still unaware of L. E. L.'s identity.
