21 And: Now (B.J. [June 7, 1845]); days: hours (G.L.B., S. L.M., B. G. M., Tales [1840], B.J. [June 7, 1845]).

23 grey dark (all other texts).

26 what: far (G. L.B.); eternal: Italian (G.L. B., S. L. M., Tales [1840]; B.J. [June 7, 1845]). After this line, S. L.M., Tales [1840], and B.J. [June 7, 1845] add the following:

Alas! for that accursed time

They bore thee o'er the billow,

From Love to titled age and crime,

And an unholy pillow

From me, and from our misty clime,

Where weeps the silver willow!

G. L. B. has the same, except that it reads me for Love in line 3, and Love for me in line 5.

Title Catholic Hymn (B.J., 1845); without title in S. L. M., B. G. M., and Tales [1840], being there incorporated in the story Morella.

1 S. L.M. prefixes the following lines:

Sancta Maria! turn thine eyes

Upon the sinner's sacrifice

Of fervent prayer, and humble love,

From thy holy throne above.

B. G. M. and Tales [1840] make a similar addition, but read a for the in the second line.

5 the my (S.L.M., B. G. M., Taies [1840]); brightly: gently (S.L.M., B. G. M., Tales [1840]).

6 And no storms were in the sky (S. L. M., B. G. M., Tales [1840]).

8 grace: love (S. L. M., B. G. M., Tales [1840]).

9 storms: clouds (S. L.M., B. G.M., Tales [1840]).

10 Darkly: All (S. L.M., B. G. M., Tales [1840]).

Title To Mary (S. L.M.), To One Departed (Graham's, S. M.). The order

of the stanzas is inverted in Graham's and S. M.

1 Mary, amid the cares — the woes (S. L.M.); For 'mid the earnest cares and woes (Graham's, S. M.).

2 That crowd: Crowding (S.L.M.).

3 Drear: Sad (S. L.M., Graham's, S. M.).

7 bland: sweet (S. L. M.).

8 And thus: Seraph (Graham's, S.M.).

ROME. A hall in a palace. ALESSANDRA and CASTIGLIONE

ALESSANDRA. Thou art sad, Castiglione.
CASTIGLIONE.

Sad!

-

not I.

Oh, I'm the happiest, happiest man in Rome!
A few days more, thou knowest, my Alessandra,
Will make thee mine. Oh, I am very happy!

11 Some lake beset as lake can be (S. L. M.); Some ocean vexed as it may be (Graham's, S. M.).

Title Lines Written in an Album (S.L.M.), To

(B. G.M.), To

1 Eliza!-let thy generous heart (S. L. M.); Fair maiden, let thy generous

heart (B. G.M.):

5-8 Omitted in B.J.

6 grace, thy more than: unassuming (S. L. M., B. G.M.).

7 Shall be an endless: And truth shall be a (S. L.M.), Thy truth

shall be a (B. G.M.).

8 Forever and love a duty (S. L.M., B. G. M.).

Title Scenes from an Unpublished Drama (S. L.M.).

ALESSANDRA. Methinks thou hast a singular way of showing 5 Thy happiness! - what ails thee, cousin of mine?

ALESSANDRA. Thou didst. Thou art not well.

indulged

Too much of late, and I am vexed to see it.
Late hours and wine, Castiglione, - these
Will ruin thee! thou art already altered

Thy looks are haggard nothing so wears away
The constitution as late hours and wine.

[Sighing] 10

Thou hast

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CASTIGLIONE. [Musing] Nothing, fair cousin, nothing not

even deep sorrow

Wears it away like evil hours and wine.

I will amend.

ALESSANDRA. Do it! I would have thee drop

Thy riotous company, too

fellows low-born

Ill suit the like with old Di Broglio's heir

And Alessandra's husband.

CASTIGLIONE.

I will drop them.

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ALESSANDRA. Thou wilt- thou must. Attend thou also more

To thy dress and equipage-they are over plain

For thy lofty rank and fashion- much depends

Upon appearances.

CASTIGLIONE.

I'll see to it.

ALESSANDRA. Then see to it !

pay more attention, sir,

To a becoming carriage— much thou wantest
In dignity.

CASTIGLIONE. Much, much, oh much I want
In proper dignity.

23 Thou wilt: Omitted in S. L.M.

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ALESSANDRA. [Haughtily] Thou mockest me, sir!
CASTIGLIONE. [Abstractedly] Sweet, gentle Lalage!
ALESSANDRA.

I speak to him he speaks of Lalage!

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Heard I aright?

Sir Count! [places her hand on his shoulder] what art thou dream

ing? he's not well!

What ails thee, sir?

CASTIGLIONE. [Starting] Cousin! fair cousin! I crave thy pardon—indeed I am not well. Your hand from off my shoulder, if you please This air is most oppressive!

Madam

the Duke!

madam!

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Enter DI BROGLIO

DI BROGLIO. My son, I've news for thee!— hey?

the matter?

[Observing ALESSANDRA]

I' the pouts? Kiss her, Castiglione! kiss her,

You dog! and make it

up, I say, this minute!

I've news for you both. Politian is expected

Hourly in Rome Politian, Earl of Leicester !

We'll have him at the wedding. 'Tis his first visit

We'll have him at the wedding. A man quite young

In

years, but grey in fame. I have not seen him,

But Rumor speaks of him as of a prodigy

Pre-eminent in arts and arms, and wealth,

And high descent. We'll have him at the wedding.

ALESSANDRA. I have heard much of this Politian.

Gay, volatile, and giddy is he not?

And little given to thinking.

DI BROGLIO.

Far from it, love.

No branch, they say, of all philosophy

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