In the School of ---- is a tablet, on which are inscribed, in
gilt letters, the Names of the several persons who have been
Schoolmasters there since the foundation of the School, with the
time at which they entered upon and quitted their office. Opposite
to one of those names the Author wrote the following lines.
Such a Tablet as is here spoken of continued to be preserved in
Hawkshead School, though the inscriptions were not brought down to
our time. This and other poems connected with Matthew would not
gain by a literal detail of facts. Like the Wanderer in "The
Excursion," this Schoolmaster was made up of several both of his
class and men of other occupations. I do not ask pardon for what
there is of untruth in such verses, considered strictly as matters
of fact. It is enough if, being true and consistent in spirit,
they move and teach in a manner not unworthy of a Poet's calling.
IF Nature, for a favourite child,
In thee hath tempered so her clay,
That every hour thy heart runs wild,
Yet never once doth go astray,
Read o'er these lines; and then review
This tablet, that thus humbly rears
In such diversity of hue
Its history of two hundred years.
--When through this little wreck of fame,
Cipher and syllable! thine eye
Has travelled down to Matthew's name,
Pause with no common sympathy.
And, if a sleeping tear should wake,
Then be it neither checked nor stayed:
For Matthew a request I make
Which for himself he had not made.
Poor Matthew, all his frolics o'er,
Is silent as a standing pool;
Far from the chimney's merry roar,
And murmur of the village school.
The sighs which Matthew heaved were sighs
Of one tired out with fun and madness;
The tears which came to Matthew's eyes
Were tears of light, the dew of gladness.
Yet, sometimes, when the secret cup
Of still and serious thought went round,
It seemed as if he drank it up--
He felt with spirit so profound.
--Thou soul of God's best earthly mould!
Thou happy Soul! and can it be
That these two words of glittering gold
Are all that must remain of thee?