In sleep with a sweet pang my brai… And straight, methought, I passed… Into some World whereon a brighte… Than ours came down, ’mid fairer s… With starry fruit; whilst deathles…

TRUST and Treachery, Wisdom, F… Madness, Mirth and Melancholy, Love and Hatred, Thrift and Pill… All are housed in one small villag… And if such be Life’s mix’d being…

Yet do not thou forsake me now, Poesy, with Peace-together! Ere this last disastrous blow Did lay my struggling fortunes low… In love unworn have we not borne

Behold an Indian isle, reposed Upon the deep’s enamoured breast, Even like a royal bride, be-rosed With passion in her happy rest. Or, when the morn is there disclos…

With silent step behold her steal Over those envious clouds that hid Till now her face, then stand—a se… Of silver on heaven’s mighty lid! So round me would I have her ligh…

With alien hearts to frame our law… And cheat us as of old, In vain our soil is rich, in vain ’Tis seamed with virgin gold: But the present only yields us nou…

My work is finished that has been… My only solace for this many a day… But whether it in other company May so beguile the time and hue th… Of loneliness and thought, I dare…

WHERE Beauty is smiling With Love undenied, Where Gladness is flowing From Pleasure’s hill-side, Whatever of charming

I SEE the boy-bard neath life’s… While hope’s bright cohorts guess… And ardour lightens from his earne… And faith’s cherubic wings around… Loudly the echo of his soul repeat…

HIS lot how glorious whom the mus… Her first high-priest in this brig… Aglow with light from her aspiring… Catching the raptures of her Grec… Lifting these later days to height…

DOWNWARD, through the blooming… Of a lonely forest bower, Come the yellow sunbeams,—falling Like a burning shower: So through heaven’s starry ceiling

Hapless is he who meditates the N… Where Trade is all in all, intent… Enduring Verse! for none will dee… His “divine art,” however he be sk… There Taste, like Beauty by the h…

MARK yon runnel how ’tis flowing… Like a sylvan spirit dreaming Of the Spring-blooms near it blow… And the sunlight in it gleaming! Where that shelving rock is spied,

A POWER is stirring—a broad lig… Amid the nation’s—in the wildernes… Of the world’s social horror and d… Heralding temperance as the Bapti… Announced the Christ. Amazed upon…

DARK is her cheek, but her blood… Comes through its dusk with a suns… While joy, like a prairie-bee, sla… At the red honey-cup of her smilin… And her wild eyes glow, like meteo…