A flash of light. Is that the angel there That holds a crown? Come, blessed brother, come. My brows are ready. What! deny it now? Nay, draw, draw, draw nigh. So I clutch it. Christ! 'Tis gone: 't is here again; the crown! the crown! So now 't is fitted on and grows to me, And from it melt the dews of Paradise, Sweet! sweet! spikenard, and balm, and frankincense. For by the warning of the Holy Ghost, But thou, oh Lord, Aid all this foolish people; let them take THE SEA-FAIRIES. SLOW Sailed the weary mariners, and saw, Shrill music reached them on the middle sea. Whither away, whither away, whither away? fly no more. Wisther away from the high green field, and the happy blossoming shore ? Day and night to the billow the fountain calls; Down shower the gambolling waterfalls From wandering over the lea: Out of the live-green heart of the dells They freshen the silvery-crimson shells, And thick with white bells the clover-hill swells High over the full-toned sea: O hither, come hither, and furl your sails, Come hither to me and to me! Hither, come hither, and frolic and play; Mariner, mariner, furl your sails, For here are the blissful downs and dales, And the spangle dances in bight and bay, Over the islands free; And the rainbow lives in the curve of the sand.• Hither, come hither and see; And the rainbow hangs on the poising wave, And sweet is the color of cove and cave, And sweet shall your welcome be; O hither, come hither, and be our lords, For merry brides are we! We will kiss sweet kisses, and speak sweet words: O listen, listen, your eyes shall glisten With pleasure and love and jubilee ! O listen, listen, your eyes shall glisten When the sharp, clear twang of the golden chords Runs up the ridgéd sea! Who can light on as happy a shore All the world o'er, all the world o'er ? Whither away? listen and stay: mariner, mariner, fly no more. THE DESERTED HOUSE. 1. LIFE and Thought have gone away Side by side, Leaving door and windows wide: Careless tenants they . 2. All within is dark as night: And no murmur at the door, So frequent on its hinge before. 3. Close the door, the shutters close, Or through the windows we shall see The nakedness and vacancy Of the dark, deserted house. 4. Come away; no more of mirth Is here or merry-making sound. The house was builded of the earth, And shall fall again to ground. 5. Come away; for Life and Thought Here no longer dwell; But in a city glorious — A great and distant city - have bought A mansion incorruptible. Would they could have stayed with us! |