THE DUBLIN

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1848

UNIVERSITY MAGAZINE,

JAMES M'GLASHAN, 21 D'OLIER-STREET.

WM. S. ORR AND COMPANY, LONDON.

THE SECRET IN WOBD s.* It was that delicious season of the the crystal water of its fountains. If year, when nature, having laid aside human happiness depended on the de. the mourning weeds which she had licious balm that nature sheds from a worn for the sweet children that had southern sky, or the inexpressible perished on her bosom during the beauty with which she decks the bowinter, and having shed the soft spark- som of the earth in summer, or even ling tears, in which her deeper agony the consciousness that we can enjoy imperceptibly dissolves, looked smil. snch blessings, without purchasing ingly in the face of her celestial bride- them at the bitter price of days and groom, and felt within her maternal nights of hopeless and depressing toil, breast, the awakening of new life, Flerida must have been most happy,

April had wept itself to May," and But the melancholy that was depicted May, as if conscious of the sorrow she in her countenance, her languid gait bad overcome, and that the malignant and dejected air, showed but too influence of her wintry enemy was clearly how little human happiness denow no more, dressed her countenance pends upon the accidental circumin perpetual smiles, and, with the stances of nature, or of fortune. Our happy feeling of security, danced on fair friends, with that quickness of the fresh grass, and beneath the half. perception, and that intuitive sagacity opened green buds of the reviving for which they are so celebrated, will trees. It was at such a time, and on at once surmise that the beautiful a bright golden morning worthy of the Flerida was in love; and as we cannot season, that the beautiful Élerida, bear to be upon any terms but those Duchess of Parma, accompanied by of the most complete confidence with the ladies of her court, strayed through our readers, we are bound to acknowthe delicious gardens that lay around ledge that they are perfectly correct. her palace, and which were divided Yes, indeed, Flerida was in love-desfrom the stately city, which she go- perately, hopelessly in love-wounded verned with such a gentle hand, by a in the midst of her very court by that smooth, transparent stream, spanned daring little democrat, who attacks by a marble bridge. So wonderfully peasants and princesses, duchesses and had nature and art combined their re- dairy-maids, with the same indifference, sources in the formation of these gar- and whose unceremonious visits to the dens, that they realised all that the palaces even of queens, under the chavisionary has dreamed, or the poet has racter of “the boy-Cupid," has so described. So regularly did the warm, often set Olympus in a roar. Woundwell-tended earth, and the sheltered ed Flerida was, beyound all question ; trees put forth, in unfailing succes- but unfortunately the immortal arrow sions, their flowers and fruits all the that had pierced her breast was pluck. year round, that the place seemed the ed by the archer, either in his haste or habitation of Armida- while Diana in his indifference to human suffering, might have rested in its shady, groves, from the wrong quiver. And here we and Venus bathed her ivory limbs in must be allowed to say a word to all

"El Secreto a Voces." By CALDERON. VOL. XXXII.-NO, CLXXXVII.

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