I felt, how the pure, intellectual fire The pearl of the soul may be melted away! And I pray'd of that Spirit who lighted the flame, The thought was extatic! I felt as if Heaven Had already the wreath of eternity shown; As if, passion all chasten'd and error forgiven, My heart had begun to be purely its own! I look'd to the West, and the beautiful sky Which morning had clouded, was clouded no more— Oh! thus," I exclaim'd, " can a heavenly Eye "Shed light on the soul that was darken'd before!" THE TELL-TALE LYRE. I've heard, there was in ancient days "Twas play'd on by the gentlest sighs, And to their breath it breath'd again In such entrancing melodies As ear had never drunk till then! Not harmony's serenest touch So stilly could the notes prolong; They were not heavenly song so much As they were dreams of heavenly song! If sad the heart, whose murmuring air Or if the sigh, serene and light, Was but the breath of fancied woes, The string, that felt its airy flight, Soon whisper'd it to bland repose! And oh when lovers burn'd alone, And echoed notes that heav'n might hear! There was a nymph, who long had lov'd, But dar'd not tell the world how well; The shades, where she at evening rov'd, Alone could know, alone could tell. 'Twas there, at twilight time, she stole So oft, to make the dear-one blest, Whom love had giv'n her virgin soul, And nature soon gave all the rest! Within a cave, where many an hour Hung, nightly-whispering o'er their head! Oh! think, with every breath that mov'd And, oft as passion's milder fire Could love's communing calm allow, The youth would make the grateful Lyre A pillow for his angel's brow! And while the melting vows she breath'd Alas! their hearts but little thought, Yet, who can blame the guiltless Lyre? That from their lips unconscious fell; The falter'd name, the murmuring play, Till, so commingled with its soul Nor chang'd the sweet, the treasur’d tone. Unhappy nymph! thy hallow'd name The fatal Lyre, by envy's hand Hung high amid the breezy groves, To every passing gale that fann'd Betray'd the mystery of your loves! |