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ode to genius.
And never stranger footstep seeks their tomb,
Borne on the breath of Memory's warmest sigh
Your name shall float thro' time to dim futurity![1]
Borne on the breath of Memory's warmest sigh
Your name shall float thro' time to dim futurity![1]
- ↑ This Poem was written early in the year 1805, when the Young Roscius made his first appearance in London; thither it was sent to him by the author, who had seen him in his favorite characters at the Chester theatre; the author likewise sent it to Miss Seward, from whom two years subsequent she received a letter inclosing a copy of the lines on the same subject inserted in the collection of poems lately edited by Mr. Scott; she now thinks it expedient to mention this circumstance to prevent a suspicion of plagiarism, though in all probability the letter to which she alludes makes one of the series in the possession of Mr. Constable, and promised to the public.
