ild's picture is
marked by the deepest and purest ideal character. Hence, pathetic as
the situation is, this is not strictly a pathetic poem, such as
Wordsworth gives us in 221, Lamb in 264, and Scott in his _Maid of
Neidpath_,--'almost more pathetic,' as Tennyson once remarked, 'than a
man has the right to be.' And Lyte's lovely stanzas (224) suggest,
perhaps, the same remark.

222 235 In this and in other instances the addition (or the change) of
a Title has been risked, in hope that the aim of the piece following
may be grasped more clearly and immediately.

228 242 This beautiful Sonnet was the last word of a youth, in whom,
if the fulfilment may ever safely be prophesied from the promise,
England lost one of the most rarely gifted in the long roll of her
poets. Shakespeare and Milton, had their lives been closed at
twenty-five, would (so far as we know) have left poems of less
excellence and hope than the youth who, from the petty school and the
London surgery, passed at once to a place with them of 'high
collateral glory.'

230 245 It is impossible not to regret that Moore has written so
little in this sweet and genuinely national style.

231 246 A masterly example of Byron's command of strong thought and
close reasoning in verse:--as the next is equally characteristic of
Shelley's wayward intensity.

240 253 Bonnivard, a Genevese, was imprisoned by the Duke of Savoy in
Chillon on the lake of Geneva for his courageous defence of his
country against the tyranny with which Piedmont threatened it during
the first half of the Seventeenth century.--This noble Sonnet is
worthy to stand near Milton's on the Vaudois massacre.

241 254 Switzerland was usurped by the French under Napoleon in 1800:
Venice in 1797 (255).

243 259 This battle was fought Dec. 2, 1800, between the Austrians
under Archduke John and the French under Moreau, in a forest near
Munich. _Hohen Linden_ means _High Limetrees_.

247 262 After the capture of Madrid by Napoleon, Sir J. Moore
retreated before Soult and Ney to Corunna, and was killed whilst
covering the embarkation of his troops.

257 272 The Mermaid was the club-house of Shakespeare, Ben Jonson, and
other choice spirits of that age.

258 273 _Maisie_: Mary.--Scott has given us nothing more complete and
lovely than this little song, which unites simplicity and dramatic
power to a wild-wood music of the rarest quality. No moral is drawn,
far less any conscious analysis of feeling