A Writer's Recollections — Volume 1

The Doctor was no poet, though the best of his historical prose the well-known passage in the Roman History, for instance, on the death of Marcellus has some of the essential notes of poetry passion, strength, music. But the gentle Wordsworthian quality of his few essays in verse will be perhaps interesting to those who are aware of him chiefly as the great Liberal fighter of eighty years ago. He replies to his little son: Is it that aught prophetic stirred thy spirit to that ominous word, Foredating in thy childish mind the fortune of thy Life's career that naught of brighter bliss shall cheer What still remains behind or is thy Life so full of bliss that, come what may, more blessed than this Thou canst not be again? And fear'st thou, standing on the shore, What storms disturb with wild uproar The years of older men.