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Poems MacCarthy, Florence Denis

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"The University Magazine for the present month contains a poem which<br />

delights one, entitled 'The Bridal of the Year.' It is signed 'D. F. M.<br />

C.,' as is also a shorter, but almost a sweeter piece immediately<br />

following it, and headed, 'Summer Longings.'"<br />

Sir William goes through the whole poem, copying and criticising every<br />

stanza, and concludes as follows:--<br />

"After a very pretty ninth stanza respecting the 'fairy<br />

phantoms' in the poet's 'glorious visions seen,' which the<br />

author conceives to 'follow the poet's steps beneath the<br />

morning's beam,' he burst into rapture at the approach of the<br />

Bride herself--<br />

"'Bright as are the planets seven--<br />

with her glances<br />

She advances,<br />

For her azure eyes are Heaven!<br />

And her robes are sunbeams woven,<br />

And her beauteous bridesmaids are<br />

Hopes and wishes--<br />

Dreams delicious--<br />

Joys from some serener star,<br />

And Heavenly-hued Illusions gleaming from afar!'<br />

"Her eyes 'are' heaven, her robes 'are' sunbeams, and with these<br />

physical aspects of the May, how well does the author of this ode (for<br />

such, surely, we may term the poem, so rich in lyrical enthusiasm and<br />

varied melody) conceive the combination as bridesmaids, as companions to<br />

the bride; of those mental feelings, those new buddings of hope in the<br />

heart which the season is fitted to awaken. The azure eyes glitter back<br />

to ours, for the planets shine upon us from the lovely summer night; but<br />

lovelier still are those 'dreams delicious, joys from some serener<br />

star,' which at the same sweet season float down invisibly, and win<br />

their entrance to our souls. The image of a bridal is happily and<br />

naturally kept before us in the remaining stanzas of this poem, which<br />

well deserve to be copied here, in continuation of these notes--the<br />

former for its cheerfulness, the latter for its sweetness. I wish that<br />

I knew the author, or even that I were acquainted with his name.--Since<br />

ascertained to be D. F. <strong>MacCarthy</strong>."

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