TASTE , Science, Genius, are ye ever fled
From these lone halls, and with your votary dead?
Must I in vain my pensive search extend,
In vain my footsteps through yon gallery bend?
Must on these walls alone my FANCY trace
The Hero, Statesman, beauty, wit, or grace?
Those attic hours Time on his bright wings bore,
Ah! not her sweet illusions can restore.
Science, nor Taste nor Genius here are found,
Sad Desolation spreads her ruin round.
Might they my call attend, their reign resume,
What change would instant fill each lonely room!
Gay Elegance should here unfetter’d roam,
And Thornhill’s shade smile on his once-loved home.
(Mrs. Walter Spencer)
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