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THE PENATES. As on the height of some huge eminence Reached with long labour, the wayfaring man Pauses awhile, and gazing o'er the plain With many a sore step travelled, turns him then Serious to contemplate the onward road, And calls to mind the comforts of his home, And sighs that he has left them, and resolves To stray no more : I on my way of life Muse thus, Penates, and with firmest faith Devote myself to you."
NIGHT IN A DESART.
“ How beautiful is night!
A dewy freshness fills the silent air,
Breaks the serene of heaven;
Beneath her steady ray
The desert circle spreads,
How beautiful is night!"
ARGUMENT AGAINST SUICIDE.
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,
Seald with one stone the ample edifice,
Jealous lest after effort might surpass The now unequallid 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,
DESCRIPTION OF A YOUTH.
The sunny hue of health
Glowed on his tawny cheek,
A DOMESTIC GROUP.
Shines dimly the white Moon.
Rest on the pillar of the l'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, The rushing of whose wings was as the sound
Of a broad river, headlong in its course Plunged from a mountain summit; or the roar
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.”
REPOSE. “ Awhile he lay, and watch'd the lovely moon, O'er whose broad orb the bough's
A mazy fretting framed,
Lighting the restless leaves,
The murmuring wind, the moving leaves,
Lullid him at length to sleep,
AN ENCHANTED GARDEN.
Fair structures, rainbow-hued, arose; And rich pavilions through the opening woods Gleamed from their waving curtain's sunny gold;
And winding through the verdant vale,
Flowed streams of liquid light;
Their living obelisks; .
O'erarched delightful walks,
And clusters not their own.
And here amid her sable cup
The solitary twinkler of the night;
And here the rose expands
“ Behold this vine, -
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.
More beautiful for sorrow."
PENETENTIAL ASHES. “ He smote his forehead as he spake, And from his head the asbes 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 Alight,
Wafted upon the wind, was audible
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 ;