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COUNTESS OF JERSEY, ON THE PRINCE REGENT'S RETURNING HER PICTURE TO MRS. MEE
When the vain triumph of the imperial lord, / Whom servile Rome obey'd, and yet abhorr'd, / Gave to the vulgar gaze each glorious bust, / That left a likeness of the brave or just; / What most admired each scrutinising eye / Of all that deck'd that passing pageantry? / What spread from face to face that wondering air? / The thought of Brutus - for his was not there! / That absence proved his worth, - that absence fix'd / His memory on the longing mind, unmix'd; / And more decreed his glory to endure, / Than all a gold Colossus could secure.