O SAY, THOU BEST AND BRIGHTEST. O SAY, thou best and brightest, My first love and my last, When he, whom now thou slightest, For him who liv'd to love thee, SHOULD those fond hopes e'er forsake thee, From all thy visions of youth and joy; Should the gay friends, for whom thou wouldst banish Him who once thought thy young heart his own, All, like spring birds, falsely vanish, And leave thy winter unheeded and lone; : Oh! 'tis then that he thou hast slighted Would come to cheer thee, when all seer'd o'er; Then the truant, lost and blighted, Would to his bosom be taken once more: Like that dear bird we both can remember, Who left us while summer shone round, But, when chill'd by bleak December, On our threshold a welcome still found. PEACE TO THE SLUMB'RERS! (CATALONIAN AIR.) PEACE to the slumb'rers! They lie on the battle-plain, Are all that weep over them. Vain was their brav'ry! The fallen oak lies where it lay But brave hearts, once swept away Are gone, alas! for ever. Vain was their brav'ry! Woe to the conq'ror! Our limbs shall lie as cold as theirs Ere we forget the deep arrears મ t And tell her thus, when youth is o'er, Like those sweet flowers from thee. WHEN NIGHT BRINGS THE HOUR. WHEN night brings the hour Of starlight and joy, There comes to my bower A fairy-wing'd boy; So full of wild arts, To tangle young hearts; Love's secret may dwell, Like Zephyr asleep i Some rosy sea-shell. Guess who he is, Name but his name, And his best kiss, For reward, you may claim. Where'er o'er the ground He prints his light feet, Most shining and sweet: As lightning in May, Ne'er wound but in play: You'd fancy its strings Were turning to fire. Guess who he is, Name but his name, And his best kiss, For reward, you may claim. L PEACE BE AROUND THEE. (SCOTCH AIR.) PEACE be around thee, wherever thou rov'st; May life be for thee one summer's day, And all that thou wishest, and all that thou lov'st Come smiling around thy sunny way! If sorrow e'er this calm should break, May even thy tears pass off so lightly, Like spring-showers, they'll only make The smiles that follow shine more brightly. May Time, who sheds his blight o'er all, They shall not crush one flower beneath. As half in shade and half in sun This world along its path advances, May that side the sun's upon Be all that e'er shall meet thy glances! “A TEMPLE to Friendship," said Laura, enchanted, "Oh never," she cried, "could I think of enshrining An image, whose looks are so joyless and dim;But yon little god, upon roses reclining, We'll make, if you please, Sir, a Friendship of him.” So the bargain was struck; with the little god laden She joyfully flew to her shrine in the grove: "Farewell," said the sculptor, "you're not the first maiden Who came but for Friendship and took away Love." THERE comes a time, a dreary time, "Tis when his soul must first renounce When sets the sun on Afric's shore, And so should life at once be o'er, When Love withdraws his light;- Of fire long pass'd away. ་ મ |