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One sleeps where southern vires are dressed above the noble slain : He wrapt his colors round his breast on a blood-red field of Spain. And one-o'er her the myrtle showers its leaves by soft winds fanned She faded midst Italian flowers — the last of that bright band !

And, parted thus, they rest who played beneath the same green tree;
Whose voices mingled as they prayed around one parent knee !
They that with siniles lit up the hall, and cheered with song the hearth:*
Alas for love, if thou wert all, and naught beyond, 0 carth!



1. The summer of 1806 had been remarkably stormy, and the copious rains had loosened the soil of the mountain of Rossperg, overlooking the valley of Goldau ;£ but as late as the 2d of September nothing had occurred to presage the danger which menaced us. About two o'clock in the afternoon of that day, I told Louisa, the eldest of my daughters, to go and drawn some water from the spring. She took a pitcher and went; but returned in a minute with the news that the spring had stopped flowing. As I had only to cross the garden to satisfy myself in regard to this phenomenon, I went, and found that the spring was in truth dried up.

2. I was about to give three or four thrusts with the spade into the soil, to discover the cause of this disappearance, when the earth seemed to tremble under my feet. I left the spade upright in the ground. What was my astonishment, when1s I saw it moving off by itself! At the same time a flock of birds rose with sharp cries into the air. I looked up and saw immense rocks detaching themselves and rolling down the mountain. I believed that I was seized with a vertigo. E' I turned to retrace my steps to the house. Between me and it a fissure' in the earth had been suddenly formed, the depth of which I could not

I leaped over it as if I were in a dream, and ran towards the house. It seemed as if the mountain were sliding from its base, and pursuing me.

3. Arrived before the door of my house, I met my father, who had just been filling his pipe. The had frequently predicted


* It will be remembered (seo 1 32, Part I.) that the ea of hearth should be sounded like tho ea of heart. To suit the rhymo, in this instance it may be sounded to correspond with the ea of earth. The last line in this poein is an instarce of the inversion noticed in T156. The meaning is, - " Alaa for love, if thou, 0 earth, wert all, and there were not another life beyond thee !The line is elliptical as well as inverted. See T 166.

looked up:

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the disaster which seemed now at hand. I told him that the mountain was staggering like a drunken" man, and that it threatened to fall on us. “It will at least give me time to light my pipe,” said he, reënteringl* the house. At this moment, something passed through the air, casting a huge shadow. I

It was a

k, which, launched like a ball from a cannon, fell upon a house some four hundred paces from the village, and crushed it to pieces.

4. My wife£l now appeared, turning the corner of the street, and leading three of our children. I ran towards her, took two of the children in my arms, and told her to follow me. Marianna !” exclaimed she; “ Marianna, who is in the house with Francisca !” I retained her by the arm, for, the same moment," the house whirled round upon itself like a reel. My father, who had just set foot on the threshold, was precipitated to the other side of the street. I drew my wife towards me, and compelled her to follow me. All at once there was a frightful noise, followed by a cloud of dust which covered the valley. My wife was torn forcibly from me. I turned — she had dise appeared with the child !

5. There seemed something incomprehensible---something infernal in it. The earth had opened and closed under her feet. I should not have known what had become of her, but that one of her hands remained visible outside of the soil. I threw myelf upon this hand, which the earth seemed to hold like a vice. I would not quit the place. But my children" cried for succor. I rose like one demented from the ground, took a child under

and fled. Three times I felt the ground moving under my feet, and fell with my burthen. Three times I rose, and struggled forward.

6. At length it seemed no longer possible for me to keep standing. I tried to hold on to the trees, and the trees fell. I tried to support myself against a rock, and the rock fied from me as if it were alive. I placed my children on the ground, and lay down beside them. An instant after, it was as if the last day of the creation had come. The whole mountain fell.

7. I remained thus with my poor children all the rest of the day, and a part of the night. We believed we were the last human beings alive in the world; but all at once we heard cries at some paces from us. They were from a young man of Bu'. singen, who had been married that day. Returning from Art with the wedding party, at the moment of entering Goldau he had lingered behind to gather from a garden a bouquets of roses for his bride. When he looked for her again, village, wedding party, bride, all had disappeared like a flash ; and the youth ran

either arm,

about crying “Catherine!” - his bouquet of roses in his hand - like a spectre among the ruins. I called him. He approached, looked at us, and, seeing that she whom he sought was not with us, departed like a madman.

8. We arose, my children and I. Looking round, we perceived by the light of the moon a large crucifix which remained standing. We went towards it. An old man lay couched near the cross, in whom I recognized my father. I believed him dead, and rushed towards him. He started up. Then I asked him if he knew anything of what had transpired in the house, which he had reëntered at the moment of the catas'trophë. But he had seen nothing, except that Francisca, our cook, had taken little Marianna by the hand, telling her to flee, for the day of judgment had come. But at the same moment all was overturned, and he was hurled into the street. He knew nothing more, having been stunned by his head's striking against a stone. As soon as he recovered his consciousness, he bethought himself of the cross, came to it, prayed, and sank again insensible.

9. No description can give an adequate idea of the spectacle which presented itself when the day dawned.

Three villages had disappeared. Two churches and a hundred houses were interred. Four hundred persons were buried alive. A frage mentol of the mountain had rolled into the lake of Lowertz, and, partly filling it up, had raised a body of water a hundred feet high and a league in extent, which had passed over the Isle of Schwanau," and swept off the houses and inhabitants. The chapel of Olten, built of wood, was found floating, as if by a miracle, on the lake; the clock of Goldau, carried through the air, had fallen a quarter of a league from the church to which it belonged. Only seventeen persons among the population of the valley* survived this catastrophe.



1. Upon the highest corner of a large window there dwelt a certain spider," swollen up to the first magnitudex by the destruction of infinite numbers of flies, whose spoils lay scattered before the gates of his palace, like human bonesbefore the cave of some giant. The avenues to bus castle were guarded with turnpikes and palisadoes, all after the modern way of fortification. After you had passed several courts you came to the centre, wherein you might behold the constable himself in his own lodg


ings, which had windows fronting to each avenue, and ports to sally out upon all occasions of prey or defence.

2. In this mansion he had for some time dwelt in peace and plenty, without danger to his person by swallows from above, or to his palace by brooms from below, when it was the pleasure of fortune to conduct thither a wandering bee, to whose curiosity a broken pane in the glass had discovered itself; and in he went, where, expatiating a while, he at last happened to alight upon one of the outward walls of the spider's citadel, which, yielding to the unequal weight, sank down to the very foundation. Thrice he endeavored to force his passage, and thrice the centre shook. The spider within, feeling the terrible convulsion, supposed at first101 that nature was approaching to her final dissolution. How ever, he at length valiantly resolved to issuetl forth and meet his fate.

3. Meanwhile, the bee had acquitted himself of his toils, and, posted securely at some distance, was employed in cleansing his wings and disengaging them from the ragged remnants of the cobweb. By this time the spider was adventured out, when, beholding the chasm, the ruins, and dilapidations of his förtress, he was very near at his wits'lil end. He stormed and swore like a madman, and swelled till he was ready to burst." At length, casting his eye upon the bee, and wisely gathering causes from events (for they knew each other by sight),145 “ A plague upon you,” said he, "for a giddy puppy! Is it you, with a vengeance, that have made this litter here? Could you not look before you? Do you think I have nothing else to do but to mend and repair after you ?”

4. “Good words, friend,” said the bee (having now pruned himself, and being disposed to be droll). “I'll give you my hand and word to come near your kennelo no more; I was never in such a confounded pickle since I was born.”—“Sirsrah,”Ei replied the spider, “ if it were not for breaking an old custom in our family, never to stir abroad against an enemy, I should come and teach you better manners.”—“I pray have patience,"91 said the bee, “or you 'll spend your substance; and, for aught I see, you may stand in need of it all towards the repair of your house." – Rogue, rogue!” replied the spider, " yet methinks you should have more respect to a person whom all the world allows to be so much your better."

5. “ By my trộth,” said the bee, “ the comparison will amount to a very good jest; and you will do me the favor to let me know the reasons that all the world is pleased to use in so hopeful a dispute.

At this the spider, having swelled himself into the size and posture of a disputant, began his argument in the true spirit of controversy, with resolution to be heartily scurri. lousel and angry; to urge on his own reasons without the least regard to the answers or objections of his opposite ;5 and fully predetermined in his mind against all conviction.

6. “ Not to disparage myself,” said he, “ by the comparison with such a rascal, what art thou but a vagabond,“ without house or home, without stock or inheritance ? born to no possession of your own but a pair of wings and a drone-pipe. Your livelihood is a universal plunder upon nature. A freebooter over fields and gardens; for the sake of stealing, you will rob a nettle as easily as a violet. El Whereas, I am a domestic animal, furnished with a native stocks within myself. This large castle (to show my improvements in the mathematics)" is all built with my own hands, and the materials extracted altogether out of my own person.”

7. “ I am glad," answered the bee, "to hear you grant at least that I am come honestly by my wings and my voice ; for then, it seems, I am obliged to Heaven alone for my flights and my music; and Providence would never have bestowed on me two such gifts, without designing them for the noblest ends. I visit, indeed, all the flowers and blossoms of the field and garden; but whatever I collect thence enriches myself, without the least injury to their beauty, their smell, or their taste. Now, for

you and your skill in architectureel and other mathematics, I have

In that building of yours there might, for aught I know, have been labor and method enough; but, by wofulo experience for us both, it is too plain the materials are naught; and I hope you will henceforth take warning, and consider duration and matter, as well as method and art.

8. “You boast, indeed, of being obliged to no other creature, but of drawing and spinning out all from yourself'; that is to say, if we may judge of the liquor in the vessel by what issues out, you possess a good plentiful store of dirt and poison in your breast ; and, though I would by no means lessen or dispar'ace your genuine stock of either, yet I doubt you are somewh.t obliged, for an increase of both, to a little foreign assistance. Your inher'ent portion of dirt does not fail of acquisitions, by sweepinys exhaleu* from below; and one insect furnishes you with a share of poison to destroy another. So that, in short, the question comes all to this: whether is the nobler being of the two, that which, by a lazy contemplation of four inches round, by an overweening pride, feeding and engendering on itself, turns all into venom, producing nothing at ail but flybane and a cobweb; or that which, by a universal ringe, with long search, much study, true judgment, and distinction of things, brings nome honey and wax

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