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And that he passed from this our life

Without the sorrow of the strife Which all our fathers felt, which we must one day

feel.

To us between the world and Heaven

A rougher path, alas ! is given;
Red glares the torch, dark waves the funeral pall:

The sceptred king, the trampled slave,
Go down into the common grave,
And there is one decay, one nothingness for all.

It is a fearful thing to die !

To watch the cheerful day flit by
With all its myriad shapes of life and love;

To sink into the dreary gloom

That broods forever o’er the tomb, Where clouds are all around, though Heaven may

shine above!

But still a firm and faithful trust

Supports, consoles the pure and just:
Serene, though sad, they feel life's joys expire;

And bitter though the death pang be,

Their spirits through its tortures see Elijah's car of light, Elijah’s steeds of fire.

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TRANSLATIONS AND EPIGRAMS.

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CARMEN GRÆCUM IN CURIA CANTABRIGIENSI RECITATUM

COMITIIS MAXIMIS, A. D. MDCCCXXII.

EN GEOMUUS MAURIS,

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THE PYRAMIDS OF EGYPT.

TRANSLATION OF A GREEK ODE RECITED AT THE CAM

BRIDGE COMMENCEMENT, A. D. 1822.

YE marvels of this ancient land,

Ye dwellings of the dead,
Where crowned brow and sceptred hand

Sleep in their dreamless bed,
Lone monuments of other days
Who lift to Heaven your ceaseless gaze,--

Speak, for within your murky stone

Philosophy may hear
An echo of a hallowed tone,

Telling to mortal ear
Lessons of wisdom deep and stern, —
Lessons which pride is slow to learn ;-

Speak how the glory and the power,

The diadems of kings,
Are but the visions of an hour,

All unenduring things;
And how that Death hath made for all
A chamber in his silent Hall.

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