Song.—Yes, I had hope

Louisa Stuart Costello 1799 – 1870



Yes! I had hope when first we met,
    For hope and joy were in thine eye;
'Twas long before I could forget,
    I trusted thee so tenderly.

And even now, though years are flown,
    And all that charm'd me then was vain,
I think on happy moments flown,
    Until they seem to live again.

But I awake to truth and woe,
    And vanish'd is the pleasing dream,
Like the frail shade the moonbeams throw,
    Or image in the passing stream

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Submitted on May 13, 2011

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Scheme AXAX BXBX CDCD
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 432
Words 82
Stanzas 3
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4

Louisa Stuart Costello

Louisa Stuart Costello was a writer on travel and French history. Costello was born in Ireland or Sussex. She resided in Paris, France, near the Seine River. She had no true home, but wandered place to place staying with friends and acquaintances. With her brother Dudley Costello, also a well known for his travel writing, they promoted the copying of illuminated manuscript. She wrote over 100 texts, articles, poems, songs and knew such people as Sir Walter Scott, Charles Dickens, Lord Byron, Thomas Moore. She was a poet, historian, journalist, painter and novelist. Her father was Colonel James Francis Costello, who died in April 1814 while fighting Napoleon. Costello published Memoirs of Eminent Englishwomen, which included her illustrations, and several other popular works of poetry and travel. Her collection Songs of a Stranger was dedicated to William Lisle Bowles. She did not return to France until after her mother sent for her in 1815/18 and then lived chiefly in Paris, where she was a miniature-painter. In 1815 she published The Maid of the Cyprus Isle, etc. She also wrote books of travel, which were very popular, as were her novels, chiefly founded on French history. Another work, published in 1835, is Specimens of the Early Poetry of France. She died in Boulogne sur Mer, France of mouth cancer. more…

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