THE darkness that hung upon Willumberg's walls, Though the valleys were brighten'd by many a Yet none could the woods of that castle illume; And the lightning, which flash'd on the neighboring stream, Flew back, as if fearing to enter the gloom! "Oh! when shall this horrible darkness disperse!" wave!" For Rose, who was bright as the spirit of dawn, All, all but the soul of the maid was in light, There sorrow and terror lay gloomy and blank : Oft, oft did she pause for the toll of the bell, And often as midnight its veil would undraw, She thought 'twas his helmet of silver she saw, And now the third night was begemming the sky; When with wand dropping diamonds, and silvery She startled, and saw, through the glimmering feet, It walks o'er the flow'rs of the mountain and lawn. shade, A form o'er the waters in majesty glide; ! But must we, must we part indeed? Is all our dream of rapture over? And does not Julia's bosom bleed To leave so dear, so fond a lover? Does she too mourn?-Perhaps she may; Perhaps she mourns our bliss so fleeting. But why is Julia's eye so gay, If Julia's heart like mine is beating? I oft have loved that sunny glow Of gladness in her blue eye gleamingBut can the bosom bleed with wo, While joy is in the glances beaming? No, no!-Yet, love, I will not chide; Although your heart were fond of roving, Nor that, nor all the world beside Could keep your faithful boy from loving. You'll soon be distant from his eye, And, with you, all that's worth possessing. Oh! then it will be sweet to die, When life has lost its only blessing! NATURE'S LABELS. A FRAGMENT. In vain we fondly strive to trace |