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As on the height of some huge eminence
NIGHT IN A DESART.
“ How beautiful is night! A dewy freshness fills the silent air, No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain,
Breaks the serene of heaven;
Beneath her steady ray
The desert circle spreads,
How beautiful is night!"
ARGUMENT AGAINST SUICIDE.
“ There is a morning to the tomb's long night,
Amid a grové embower'd
Trees of such ancient majesty
Rais'd the slave race of man,
Nor old Persepolis,
Hymn'd Eleutherian Jove.
And ray'd with feeble light,
Here on the golden towers
The yellow moonbeam lay,
Less wonderous pile, and less magnificent,
Seal'd with one stone the ample edifice,
Jealous lest after effort might surpass The now unequall'd palace, from its height
Dash'd on the pavement down."
A DAMSEL AND BOY GATHERING DATES.
“ Under a shapely palm,
She held her ready robe,
Who from the tree above,
“ Every gem,
So sages say, has virtue; but the science
DESCRIPTION OF A YOUTH.
“ Black were his eyes, and bright,
The sunny hue of health
Glowed on his tawny cheek,
Peerless among Arabian youths was he.”
A DOMESTIC GROUP.
" Yet through the purple glow of eve
Shines dimly the white Moon.
Rest on the pillar of the T'ent.
Knitting light palm-leaves for her brother's brow,
The dark-eyed damsel sits;
The old man tranquilly
The tranquillizing herb.
While his skilled fingers modulate
Singing with agitated face,
A tale of love and woe;
In darkness favoured ber's,
Till that intense affection
Kindle its light of life,
Oneiza's soul is centred on the youth,
Save when from her full eyes
That dim his image there.”
A CLOUD OF LOCUSTS.
“ Onward they came, a dark continuous cloud
Of congregated myriads numberless,
Of a broad river, headlong in its course
Of a wild ocean in the autumn storm, Shattering its billows on a shore of rocks. Onward they came, the winds impelled them on, Their work was done, their path of ruin past, Their graves were ready in the wilderness."
“ Day dawns, the twilight gleam dilates,
Rides through rejoicing heaven."
“ Awhile he lay, and watch'd the lovely moon,
A mazy fretting framed,
Lighting the restless leaves,
The murmuring wind, the moving leaves,
Lull'd him at length to sleep,
AN ENCHANTED GARDEN.
“ Where'er his eye could reach,
Fair structures, rainbow-hued, arose;
sunny gold; And winding through the verdant vale,
Flowed streams of liquid light;
Their living obelisks ; · And broad-leav'd plane-trees in long colonades
O'erarched delightful walks,
And clusters not their own.
The solitary twinkler of the night;
And here the rose expands
the Lark, the awaken'd maid
THE ADVANTAGES OF AFFLICTION.
“ Behold this vine, I found it a wild tree, whose wanton strength
Had swollen into irregular twigs
And bold excrescences,
So in the flourish of its outwardness
Wasting the sap and strength
But when I pruned the tree,
Repine not, O my son!
BEAUTY AND SORROW.
“ Her face was sorrowful, but sure
More beautiful for sorrow.”
“ He smote his forehead as he spake, And from his head the ashes fell, like snow Shaken from some dry beach leaves, when a bird
Lights on the bending spray.”
“ But Roderick sate the while Covering his face with both his hands close prest; His head bowed down, his spirit to such point Of sufferance knit, as one who patiently
Awaits the uplifted sword.
“ Silently The people knelt; and when they rose, such awe
Held them in silence, that the eagle's cry,
Who far above them, at her highest flight,
Wafted upon the wind, was audible
“ I charm thy life
And the beasts of blood :
But earth, which is mine,
And water shall hear me,
When they pass by thee,
When they fall nigh thee:
To release thee, in vain ;