"In land of Greece in ancient days,
A man, by many dreams possessed,
Would wander oft from trodden ways,
And rudest wilds he loved the best.
10.

"He strewed his thoughts along the gale,

He gave his heart to earth and sky,
To trees his life's fantastic tale
Was known, but not to mortal eye,
11.

"His soul devout, his shaping mind,
Had power at last o'er mystic things,
And could the silent charms unbind
That chain the fountain's icy springs.
12.

"There shone a breezeless autumn

"Too fond has been our mutual love
To last beneath yon clouded sun;
And fate, that sternly sits above,
Decrees our bliss already done.

20.
"At morn or eve thou must no more
Return for commune sweet with me;
My gaze on mortal eye is o'er,
Because it may not feed on thee.
21.

666 Thou must in other pathways roam, But sometimes think that once we met; I seek my lonely cavern home, There still to live, but not forget.' 22.

"The tinkling words were hardly said, When sank the fountain's mournful

daughter;

The youth, to grasp the form that fled, Sprang shrieking down the fatal water. 23.

Dear Jane, 'tis but a graceful

story,

To soothe and not oppress the mind;
But now the year is turning hoary,
I hear it moaned by every wind.

24. "And in the autumn's look I trace, I know not why, a threatening stare, Nor e'en thy dear and rosy face Can disenchant the spell-bound air. 25.

"Yet well I know 'tis empty dream, And vainer still the legend's voice,

For if too fond man's love may seem,
"Tis but by erring in the choice.
26.

"Begone ye fears that round us wait,
The soul's dim twilight hour possess-
ing!

A Will beyond the Grecian Fate Has given us love's unstinted blessing."

27.

Jane listened first with pensive gaze, Then dread disturbed her seeking glance,

Though she but half could read the phrase

That told the heathen land's romance.
28.

But clear she saw, and truly felt,
That Henry was not well at ease;
"Twas not a grief obscurely spelt,
But plain as aught the spirit sees.

29.
Her arms around his neck she threw,
Against his cheek her head she laid,
And he could feel the sigh she drew,
Could feel the passion of the maid.
30.

Then first upon her soul it broke
That Time their lives might sever;
From joy's delightful trance she woke,
And it was gone for ever:

31.

As when a child first snaps the band
That close to home has bound him;
Or as the sailor dreams of land,
And wakes with waves around him.

With long, sad smiles, of sorrow bred, The fate-struck lovers left each other, While both at heart more deeply bled Than even for a buried mother.