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    Fanny With Other Poems
    Fanny With Other Poems
    Fanny With Other Poems
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    Fanny With Other Poems

    By Fitz-Greene Halleck

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    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherArchive Classics
    Release dateNov 25, 2013
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      Fanny With Other Poems - Fitz-Greene Halleck

      The Project Gutenberg eBook, Fanny, by Fitz-Greene Halleck

      This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with

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      Title: Fanny

      With Other Poems

      Author: Fitz-Greene Halleck

      Release Date: December 30, 2010 [eBook #34762]

      Language: English

      Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1

      ***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK FANNY***

      E-text prepared by Barbara Tozier, Stephanie McKee, Bill Tozier,

      and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team

      (http://www.pgdp.net)

      TRANSCRIBER'S NOTE

      In many places, this work contains asterisks within words (as a form of censorship?) or to represent missing fragments of text. These asterisks, while they appear clumsy, are preserved in order to avoid changing the meaning of the text.

      FANNY

      WITH

      OTHER POEMS.

      WEEHAWKEN.

      NEW-YORK

      HARPER & BROTHERS

      FANNY,

      FROM THE EDITION OF 1821.

      F. G. Halleck.

      NEW-YORK:

      Harper & Brothers, 82 Cliff Street

      1846.

      Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1839, by

      Harper & Brothers,

      in the Clerk's Office of the Southern District of New-York.

      CONTENTS.

      FANNY.

      I.

      Fanny was younger once than she is now,

      And prettier of course: I do not mean

      To say that there are wrinkles on her brow;

      Yet, to be candid, she is past eighteen—

      Perhaps past twenty—but the girl is shy

      About her age, and Heaven forbid that I

      II.

      Should get myself in trouble by revealing

      A secret of this sort; I have too long

      Loved pretty women with a poet's feeling,

      And when a boy, in day dream and in song,

      Have knelt me down and worshipp'd them: alas!

      They never thank'd me for't—but let that pass.

      III.

      I've felt full many a heart-ache in my day,

      At the mere rustling of a muslin gown,

      And caught some dreadful colds, I blush to say,

      While shivering in the shade of beauty's frown.

      They say her smiles are sunbeams—it may be—

      But never a sunbeam would she throw on me.

      IV.

      But Fanny's is an eye that you may gaze on

      For half an hour, without the slightest harm;

      E'en when she wore her smiling summer face on

      There was but little danger, and the charm

      That youth and wealth once gave, has bade farewell.

      Hers is a sad, sad tale—'tis mine its woes to tell.

      V.

      Her father kept, some fifteen years ago,

      A retail dry-good shop in Chatham-street,

      And nursed his little earnings, sure though slow,

      Till, having muster'd wherewithal to meet

      The gaze of the great world, he breathed the air

      Of Pearl-street—and set up in Hanover-square.

      VI.

      Money is power, 'tis said—I never tried;

      I'm but a poet—and bank-notes to me

      Are curiosities, as closely eyed,

      Whene'er I get them, as a stone would be,

      Toss'd from the moon on Doctor Mitchill's table,

      Or classic brickbat from the tower of Babel.

      VII.

      But he I sing of well has known and felt

      That money hath a power and a dominion;

      For when in Chatham-street the good man dwelt,

      No one would give a sous for his opinion.

      And though his neighbours were extremely civil,

      Yet, on the whole, they thought him—a poor devil,

      VIII.

      A decent kind of person; one whose head

      Was not of brains particularly full;

      It was not known that he had ever said

      Any thing worth repeating—'twas a dull,

      Good, honest man—what Paulding's muse would call

      A cabbage head—but he excelled them all

      IX.

      In that most noble of the sciences,

      The art of making money; and he found

      The zeal for quizzing him grew less and less,

      As he grew richer; till upon the ground

      Of Pearl-street, treading proudly in the might

      And majesty of wealth, a sudden light

      X.

      Flash'd like the midnight lightning on the eyes

      Of all who knew him; brilliant traits of mind,

      And genius, clear and countless as the dies

      Upon the peacock's plumage; taste refined,

      Wisdom and wit, were his—perhaps much more.

      'Twas strange they had not found it out before.

      XI.

      In this quick transformation, it is true

      That cash had no small share; but there were still

      Some other causes, which then gave a new

      Impulse to head and heart, and join'd to fill

      His brain with knowledge; for there first he met

      The editor of the New-York Gazette,

      XII.

      The sapient Mr. L**g . The world of him

      Knows much, yet not one half so much as he

      Knows of the world. Up to its very brim

      The goblet of his mind is sparkling free

      With lore and learning. Had proud Sheba's queen,

      In all her bloom and beauty, but have seen

      XIII.

      This modern Solomon, the Israelite,

      Earth's monarch as he was, had never won her.

      He would have hang'd himself for very spite,

      And she, bless'd woman, might have had the honour

      Of some neat paragraphs—worth all the lays

      That Judah's minstrel

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