Nothing happened though The Booklover’s Almanac tells me that on this date in 1603 As You Like It was performed by Shakespeare’s company at Wilson House, home of the Earl of Pembroke, with Shakespeare appearing in one of the roles. (Which reminds me…)
- James Russell Lowell’s The First Snow-Fall
- Samuel Daniel’s Love is a Sickness
- George Darley’s Song
The brief bio of George Darley seems rather incomplete:
Associating only with a small, select number of friends, George Darley passed his life in a solitary world largely of his own making. When he is discussed in the surveys of English Romanticism, he is inevitably described as a “minor poet,” but even that designation is more than he expected. In a 20 September 1822 letter to Marianne Neail, a family friend, he wrote of his frustrations and expectations:All Poetry
Of course he was friends with Lamb. Who in those days wasn’t? That Infallible Source
Delia 1: Unto the Boundless Ocean of Thy Beauty
Unto the boundless Ocean of thy beauty Runs this poor river, charged with streams of zeal: Returning thee the tribute of my duty Which here my love, my youth, my plaints reveal. Here I unclasp the book of my charged soul, Where I have cast th'accounts of all my care: Here have I summed my sighs, here I enroll How they were spent for thee; look what they are. Look on the dear expenses of my youth, And see how just I reckon with thine eyes: Examine well thy beauty with my truth, And cross my cares ere greater sum arise. Read it sweet maid, though it be done but slightly; Who can show all his love, doth love but lightly.
Delia 2: Go wailing verse, the infants of my love. Oh my. There are 53 Delias.