Claribel (poem)

In the 1830 and 1842 editions the poem is in one long stanza, with a full stop in the 1830 edition after line 8; the 1842 edition omits the full stop.^[1] The name "Claribel" may have been suggested by Spenser,^[2] or Shakespeare.^[3][1]

Where Claribel low-lieth
  The breezes pause and die,
    Letting the rose-leaves fall:
But the solemn oak-tree sigheth,
    Thick-leaved, ambrosial,
  With an ancient melody
  Of an inward agony,
Where Claribel low-lieth.

At eve the beetle boometh
  Athwart the thicket lone:
At noon the wild bee^[a] hummeth
  About the moss’d headstone:
At midnight the moon cometh,
  And looketh down alone.
Her song the lintwhite swelleth,
The clear-voiced mavis dwelleth,
  The callow throstle^[b] lispeth,
The slumbrous wave outwelleth,
  The babbling runnel crispeth,
The hollow grot replieth
Where Claribel low-lieth.