in "The Gardener's Daughter." Hallam told him at this
time that "The nightingale with long and low preamble,"
in the sonnet which I give, was "worth an estate in
Golconda."

Check every outflash, every ruder sally
Of thought and speech, speak low, and give up wholly
Thy spirit to mild-minded Melancholy:
This is the place. Thro' yonder poplar alley,
Below, the blue green river windeth slowly,
But in the middle of the sombre valley,
The crisped waters whisper musically,
And all the haunted place is dark and holy.
The nightingale, with long and low preamble,
Warbled from yonder knoll of solemn latches,
And in and out the woodbine's flowery arches
The summer midges wove their wanton gambol,
And all the white-stemm'd pinewood slept above,
When in this valley first I told my love.

My father contributed "Anacreontics," "No More ¹
and "A Fragment," to a literary annual The Gem; and
Moxon, who had some sparks of poetry in him, and had
come into possession of the Englishman's Magazine,
wished to start with a "flash number," and asked
Hallam to persuade my father to forward him a poem
which would appear along with contributions from
Wordsworth, Southey, and Charles Lamb. Hallam
urged him ( July 15th, 1831) to send "The Sisters,"

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