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TO H. F. BROWN
27

And wait with an attentive ear
The coming of the gondolier,
Your fire-surviving roll I took,
Your spirited and happy book;[1]
Whereon, despite my frowning fate,
It did my soul so recreate
That all my fancies fled away
On a Venetian holiday.


Now, thanks to your triumphant care,
Your pages clear as April air,
The sails, the bells, the birds, I know,
And the far-off Friulan snow;
The land and sea, the sun and shade,
And the blue even lamp-inlaid.
For this, for these, for all, O friend,

For your whole book from end to end—
  1. Life on the Lagoons, by H. F. Brown, originally burned in the fire at Messrs. Kegan Paul, Trench, and Co.'s.