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　　THE APE

　　(1806)

　　An Ape is but a trivial beast,

　　Men count it light and vain;

　　But I would let them have their thoughts,

　　To have my Ape again.

　　To love a beast in any sort,

　　Is no great sign of grace;

　　But I have loved a flouting Ape's

　　'Bove any lady's face.

　　I have known the power of two fair eyes,

　　In smile, or else in glance,

　　And how (for I a lover was)

　　They make the spirits dance;

　　But I would give two hundred smiles,

　　Of them that fairest be,

　　For one look of my staring Ape,

　　That used to stare on me.

　　This beast, this Ape, it had a face—

　　If face it might be styl'd—

　　Sometimes it was a staring Ape,

　　Sometimes a beauteous child—

　　A Negro flat—a Pagod squat,

　　Cast in a Chinese mold—

　　And then it was a Cherub's face,

　　Made of the beaten gold!

　　But TIME, that's meddling, meddling still

　　And always altering things—

　　And, what's already at the best,

　　To alteration brings—

　　That turns the sweetest buds to flowers,

　　And chops and changes toys—

　　That breaks up dreams, and parts old friends,

　　And still commutes our joys—

　　Has changed away my Ape at last

　　And in its place convey'd,

　　Thinking therewith to cheat my sight,

　　A fresh and blooming maid!

　　And fair to sight is she—and still

　　Each day doth sightlier grow,

　　Upon the ruins of the Ape,

　　My ancient play-fellow!

　　The tale of Sphinx, and Theban jests,

　　I true in me perceive;

　　I suffer riddles; death from dark

　　Enigmas I receive:

　　Whilst a hid being I pursue,

　　That lurks in a new shape,

　　My darling in herself I miss—

　　And, in my Ape, THE APE.

　　In tabulam eximii pictoris B. HAYDONI, in quâ Solymaei, adveniente Domino, palmas in viâ, prosternentes mirâ arte depinguntur

　　(1820)

　　Quid vult iste equitans? et quid oclit ista virorum

　　Palmifera ingens turba, et vox tremebunda Hosanna,

　　Hosanna Christo semper semperque canamus.

　　Palma fuit Senior pictor celeberrimus olim;

　　Sed palmam cedat, modò si foret ille superstes,

　　Palma, Haydone, tibi: tu palmas omnibus aufers.

　　Palma negata macrum, donataque reddit opimum.

　　Si simul incipiat cum famâ increscere corpus,

　　Tu citò pinguesces, fies et, amicule, obesus.

　　Affectat lauros pictores atque poetae

　　Sin laurum invideant (sed quis tibi?) laurigerentes,

　　Pro lauro palmâ viridante tempora cingas. The Works of Charles and Mary Lamb — Volume 4