for kinder flowers can take no birth or growth from such unhappy earth. T. STANLEY 507 508 THE SUNBEAM HOU art no lingerer in monarch's hall THOU a joy thou art and a wealth to all! a bearer of hope unto land and sea; Thou art walking the billows, and ocean smiles; thou hast touched with glory his thousand isles; thou hast lit up the ships and the feathery foam, and gladdened the sailor, like words from home. To the solemn depths of the forest shades thou art streaming on through their green arcades; I looked on the mountains-a vapour lay AH WILL WITH THE WISP F. HEMANS H, luckless swain, o'er all unblest indeed, Meantime the watery surge shall round him rise, pour'd sudden forth from every swelling source! what now remains but tears and hopeless sighs? His fear-shook limbs have lost their youthly force, and down the waves he floats, a pale and breathless corse! W. COLLINS 509 THE INHABITANTS OF ST KILDA UT O, o'er all forget not Kilda's race, BUT on whose bleak rocks, which brave the wasting tides, fair Nature's daughter Virtue yet abides. Go! just, as they, their blameless manners trace! with sparing temperance, at the needful time, Thus blest in primal innocence they live sufficed and happy with that frugal fare which tasteful toil and hourly danger give: hard is their shallow soil and bleak and bare; nor ever vernal bee was heard to murmur there! W. COLLINS 510 LIFE IFE, believe, is not a dream LIFE so dark as sages say; oft a little morning rain foretells a pleasant day. Sometimes there are clouds of gloom, but these are transient all; if the showers will make the roses bloom, O why lament its fall? Rapidly, merrily, life's sunny hours flit by, gratefully, cheerily, enjoy them as they fly. 512 What though Death at times steps in, What though sorrow seems to win o'er hope a heavy sway: the day of trial bear, for gloriously, victoriously, can courage quell despair! THE PRIDE OF YOUTH PROUD Maisie is in the wood walking so early; sweet Robin sits on the bush singing so rarely. 'Tell me, thou bonny bird, 'Who makes the bridal bed, 'The grey-headed sexton that delves the grave duly. 'The glow-worm o'er grave and stone the owl from the steeple sing welcome, proud lady.' CURRER BELL SIR W. SCOTT ASSUMED GAIETY THINK not that with roses crowned or blushing roses scatter round to mock the paleness of the dead. 513 514 What though we drain the fragrant bowl Feigned is the pleasure that appears, BY THE TOMB OF RACHEL OY Rachel's tomb on Rama's plain though there no shade relieves his pain, his fainting soul awhile to bless; There where no tree its shelter gave and Rama's waste is sacred now, and hallowed is that cheerless gloom where cross alike and crescent bow beside fair Rachel's tomb. WHE FLORIO AND JULIA HEN evening tinged the lake's ethereal blue, their shifting sail dropt gently from the cove, and still the mitred window, richly wreathed, The wild deer, starting thro' the silent glade, 515. SEA-VOYAGE ORNE upon the mighty ocean all its chimes of restless motion Now we see the sun's warm finger winds have lulled themselves to sleep. Ne'er shall they, who never wander truant from their native lea, cope with us who daily ponder S. ROGERS 516 THE SORROWS OF LIFE UR days are covered o'er with grief, OUR are o'er veil all in gloom; left desolate of real good, within this cheerless solitude no pleasures bloom. Thy pilgrimage begins in tears, and ends in bitter doubts and fears, or dark despair; midway so many toils appear, that he who lingers longest here |