Penny Dreadfuls, 1812 · page 192 of 258
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# Page Analysis This is a text page from a Victorian serialized work (page 174), presenting a poem titled "MORNING." The page opens with a classical Latin epigraph attributed to Statius, followed by an English poem in four quatrains. The verse addresses the morning personified, depicting a speaker who has endured a sleepless night tormented by anxiety and care—darkened rooms excluded light, and worry prevented sleep. With dawn's arrival, the speaker finds renewed hope and comfort, ultimately rising from bed to greet the new day. The poem employs romantic, sentimental language characteristic of the period.
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174, MORNING. tremens tOties nostros Titania questus Preterit, et gelido spargit miserata flagello, Statiyis. ad O Morw! Ihail thy soft, enchanting breezes, ‘Thy soul-felt sahchyiees and reviving hight ; Thy glad approach’my anxious bosom eases, And care and sorrow for a while take flight. Like youth’s gay hours, or Spring’s delicious season, To me once more thy balmy breath appears ; Lost hope returns, assumes the face of reason, And half persuades to flight oppressive fears. While darkened casements vainly light excluded, I wooed propitious sleep with languid sighs, © Care through the gloom his anxious face obtruded, And banished slumber from my weary eyes. The tedious hours I told with watchful anguish, And oft, O Morn! accused thy long delay : £ hail thee now, no longer vainly languish, But quit my couch, and bless refreshing day. Comichbooksscom gt