CASSANDRA. I. UPON PON yon hill the cresset gleams, From peak to peak its ruddy beams Float on the twilight shade; Along the sky it glances far, It tells to matron and to maid, Who watch with anxious eye its quiv'ring light, That, safe returning from the din of arms, A son, a lover soon shall bless their arms. II. Upon Mycena's highest tow'r The sleepless virgin wakes and sighs; She turns her gaze to Eastern skies; Her folded arms are prest, Her veil floats loosely on the passing breeze, And ever on her lips these falt'ring accents rest; 'O, Night, along the gloomy seas Your fading shadows move; · And thou, Morn's earliest ray, · Trembling before the car of day, Arise, and give me back my love.' III. Her pray'r is heard-along the plain In lengthen'd file appear; And ev'ry virgin marks the painted shield, Rolls headlong down the mountain's side, So from Mycena's heights each maid, In lightest vest array'd, To clasp her lover flew; As curls the stream in foaming wreath The gloomy rock beneath, So twin'd each snowy arm and veil Around the hero's dusky mail. IV. 'Twas sweet to view the joyous scene, When o'er the warrior's rugged mien A smile of recollection stole ; And thoughts of days long pass'd away, When life was young, and hope was gay, Came rushing on his soul: |