Book contents
- Frontmatter
- Contents
- List of Poets and Years
- List of Poets and Volumes
- Preface
- Acknowledgements
- Introduction
- Suggested Further Reading
- Changing Times
- Textual Notes 1836–1850
- 1836
- 1837
- 1838
- 1839
- 1840
- 1841
- 1842
- 1843
- 1844
- 1845
- 1846
- 1847
- 1848
- 1849
- 1850
- Sources – Volume I
- Index of Poets and Sonnet Titles – Volume I
- Index of Poets and Sonnet First Lines – Volume I
- Index of Sonnet Titles – Volume I
- Index of Sonnet First Lines – Volume I
- Frontmatter
- Contents
- List of Poets and Years
- List of Poets and Volumes
- Preface
- Acknowledgements
- Introduction
- Suggested Further Reading
- Changing Times
- Textual Notes 1836–1850
- 1836
- 1837
- 1838
- 1839
- 1840
- 1841
- 1842
- 1843
- 1844
- 1845
- 1846
- 1847
- 1848
- 1849
- 1850
- Sources – Volume I
- Index of Poets and Sonnet Titles – Volume I
- Index of Poets and Sonnet First Lines – Volume I
- Index of Sonnet Titles – Volume I
- Index of Sonnet First Lines – Volume I
Summary
Arthur Hugh Clough (1819–1861)
[See also 1849 and 1869]
The Shady Lane
WHENCE comest thou? shady lane, and why and how?
Thou, where with idle heart, ten years ago,
I wandered, and with childhood's paces slow
So long unthought of, and remembered now!
Again in vision clear thy pathwayed side
I tread, and view thy orchard plots again
With yellow fruitage hung,—and glimmering grain
Standing or shocked through the thick hedge espied.
This hot still noon of August brings the sight;
This quelling silence as of eve or night,
Wherein Earth (feeling as a mother may
After her travail's latest bitterest throes)
Looks up, so seemeth it, one half repose,
One half in effort, straining, suffering still.
(Written 1839; published 1869)
Henry Ellison (1811–1880)
[See also 1844]
Hopes, from the Spread of Phrenology
PHRENOLOGY! lay thy broad hand upon
The forehead of the coming Time, and say
What now is working at the brain—which way
The mighty thoughts, that will transform anon
The face of earth, are tending—mark'st thou, on
That so capacious brow, no new display,
No fresh developments, no signs, which may
To thy prophetic eye make clearly known
What shape the coming age will take? there is
An hum of mighty changes! Hope takes cheer:
And Expectation stands on tiptoe; 'tis
A time of promise: prophecies we hear
Of man reclaimed by Nature to her sphere,
And mutual knowledge causing mutual bliss!
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- The Anthem Anthology of Victorian Sonnets , pp. 50 - 69Publisher: Anthem PressPrint publication year: 2011