THE POET LAUREATE AND THE LATE PRINCE CONSORT.

Press, Volume II, Issue 51, 3 May 1862, Page 7

THE POET LAUREATE AND THE LATE PRINCE CONSORT.

«. edition of the Idylls of the King conSgSfl consecrate with tearsXbese Rvll 9 - „ Anil i n( i ee (l he seems to mc , t ii. in *my own ideal knight, Scarce otner ■ congcience his king; .ftl,o revere re(lress i ng human wrong ; Whose g or y , i n0 nor listened to it; M*r k J onetlv, and who clave to her-' Wbol ° ,11 whose realms to their last isle, fl with the gloom of imminent war, feß eiw of his loss moved like eclipse, fue 'J r the world. We have lost him ; he is f ne . : hiro n ow : all narrow jealousies * c w and we see him as he moved, AreS Ik kindly, all-accomplish'd, wise, SThatsublimeVpression of himself, . • «Lt limits, and how tenderly ; fit to tU faction or to that; vtSnehiß high place the lawless perch I S?d ambitions, nor a vantage-ground 01 " WairT but thro' all this tract of years iffiS white flower of a blameless life, X a thousand peermg littlenesses, .Kat fierce light which beats upon a throne, Hhhckens every blot: for where is he, Xtos foreshadow for an only son Xljler life, a more unstain'd than his ? rtrLff should England dreaming of hi* sons II more for these than some inheritance Ech a life, a heart, a mind as thine, ia noble Father of her Kings to be, litarioM for her people and her poorvSe in the rich dawn of an ampler clay— Fw-fflffhted summoner of war and waste To fruitful strifes and rivalries of peace— nature gilded by the gracious gleam Of letters, dear to Science, dear to Art, Pear to thy land and ours, a Prince indeed, Beyond all titles, and a household name, Hereafter, through all times, Albert tohe Good. "Break not, 0 woman's heart, but still endure; Break not, for thou art Royal, but endure, Remembering all the beauty of that star Which shone so close beside thee, that ye made One light together, but has past and left The Crown a lonely splendour. " May all love, His love, unseen but felt, o'er shadow thee ; He love of all thy sons encompass thee, Tie love of all thy daughters cherish thee, The love of all thy people comfort thee, Till God's love set thee at his side again."