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And around each rock-hewn cell,
With heaving groan or fearful yell,
Declare what uncontrolled pow'r
Presiding rules the mortal hour :
These no acts of joy and love-
Know'st thou now what's done above ?

From the regions of the South Surtur bursts with fiery mouth: High o'er yonder black’ning shade Gleams the hallow'd sun-bright blade, Which in star-bespangled field Warrior Gods encount’ring wield. From Vengeance' red celestial store Ministers of ruin pour ; Caverns yawning, mountains rending; Conscious of the fate impending, Ydrasil's prophetic ash Nods to the air with sudden crash : Monstrous female forms advance, Stride the steed and couch the lance: Armed heroes throng the plain, Harbingers of Hela's reign ; And see, from either verge of Heav'n, That concave vast asunder riv'n.

Why does beauteous Lina weep? Whence those lorn notes in accent deep? For battle Odin 'gins prepare ; Aloft in distant realms of air,

Mark the murd'rous monster stalk
In printless majesty of walk.
Odin kens his well-known tread;
The fatal sisters clip the thread :
To the mansion cold he creeps-
In vain the beauteous Lina

weeps.

Glowing with paternal fire, Generous rage and fierce desire, See Odin's offspring, Vidar bold, His sanguine course unfalt’ring hold. Nought he fears the wolfish grin, Tho' slaughter's minions round him din ; In vain 'gainst him in fell accord Giant forms uplift the sword; He locks his foe in iron sleep, And stamps the filial vengeance deep.

dull;

Think not yet the measure full, Or the blade with carnage Lodina's glory, heart and hand, Joins the fight and takes his stand. Lo! in many a horrid turn, Crest that glistens, eyes that burn, The lordly serpent rolls along, Nor fears the brave, nor heeds the strong: But hark, 'twas Fate in thunder spoke ; Vidar deals the forceful stroke, Lays the death-doom'd monster low, And triumphs o'er his burnish'd foe.

From the cavern deep and dank, Bonds that burst and chains that clank, Proclaim the griesly form canine Loosen'd from his long confine : Garmar foams with rage and shame; Garmar, to gods no fearless name.

Signs abroad portentous lour; 'Tis Desolation's fatal hour: Fiery shapes the aether wing ; Surtur calls, they know their King. Dark encircling clouds absorb The lustre of light's central orb; Conscious stars no more dispense Their gently beaming influence ; But, bursting from their shaken sphere, Unsubstantial disappear. No more this pensile mundane ball Rolls thro' the wide aëreal hall; Ingulphed sinks the vast machine. Who shall say, the things have been!

ODE II.

THE

RENOVATION OF THE WORLD,

AND

FUTURE RETRIBUTION,

By the Same.

The Gods (or Daemones) meet on the top of mount Inda, and sing the

following prophetic Song of Triumph.

Now the Spirit's plastic might,

Brooding o'er the formless deep, O’er the dusk abysm of night,

Bids Creation cease to sleep.

Instant from the riven main

Starts the renovated earth;
Pine-clad mountain, shaded plain;

See, 'tis Nature's second birth.

Gods on Inda spread the board ;

Such was the supreme decree: Swell the strains in full accord,

Strains of holiest harmony. « Pour the sparkling beverage high;

“ Be the song with horror fraught : “ Lab'ring earth, and rùin'd sky,

“ Fix the soul in solemn thought.

“ Odin next inspire the verse,

“ Gor'd by the relentless fang; « Aether felt the conflict fierce,

“ Dying groan and parting pang.

" Where is now his vaunted might?

" Where the terror of his eye? “ Fled for aye from scenes of light:

“ Pour the sparkling beverage high.

“Lo! they fleet in radiant round,

“ Years of plenty, years of joy: “ Sorrow's place no more is found,

“ Cares that vex, or sweets that cloy.

“ From the kindly teeming soil,

“ Ripen'd harvests wave unsown; “ Wherefore need the peasant's toil?

« Nature works, and works alone.

“ Ask you whose the scepter'd sway?

“ 'Tis to lordly Balder giv'n: 6 Mark him there in bright array,

“ Stalking thro' the halls of heav'n.

" Hoder holds united reign ;

“ Latest times their strength shall prove; « Monarchs of the bleak domain.

« Know'st thou now what's done above?

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