I pass the raptures of the Pair;-such theme kly innumerable poets, touched Laure delightful verse than skill of mine ason, chiefly by that darling bard We told of Juliet and her Romeo, t of the lark's note heard before its time, And of the streaks that laced the severing clouds 1- the unrelenting east. - Through all her courts The vacant city slept; the busy winds, The keep no certain intervals of rest, Kred not; meanwhile the galaxy displayed Hfres, that like mysterious pulses beat tit; - momentous but uneasy bliss! T their full hearts the universe seemed hung e that brief meeting's slender filament! They parted; and the generous Vandracour raced speedily the native threshold, bent taking (so the Lovers had agreed) A scrifice of birthright to attain portion from his Father's hand; Work granted. Bride and Bridegroom then would flee > a night, and beautiful as heaven, the altar, to the Maid he loved. *Ya sti'l be baffled in your mad intent there be justice in the Court of France," Nad the Father. From these words the Youth cerred a terror,—and, by night or day, พ red now bore without weapons-that full soon dreadful provocation: for at night Je to his chamber he retired, attempt Wu made to seize him by three armed men, *gin furtherance of the Father's will, hr a private signet of the State. dd the Youth's ungovernable hand *ait and slay; —and to a second, gave Arles wound, — he shuddered to behold breathless corse; then peacefully resigned pern to the law, was lodged in prison, And wore the fetters of a criminal. Ilave you beheld a tuft of winged seed - from the dandelion's naked stalk, ested alet, is suffered not to use satural gifts for purposes of rest, Ieven by the autumnal whirlwind to and fro Pre the wide element or have you marked *he beaver substance of a leaf-clad bough, Within the vortex of a foaming flood, Tormented? by such aid you may conceive The perturbation of each mind:—ah, no! Desperate the Maid- the Youth is stained with blood; For him, by private influence with the Court He flew to her from whom they would divide him - - "One, are we not?" exclaimed the Maiden--"One Find place within his bosom. - Once again A portion of the Tale may well be left In silence, though my memory could add Under privation and restraint; and what, Through dark and shapeless fear of things to come, And what, through strong compunction for the past, He suffered-breaking down in heart and mind! Doomed to a third and last captivity, Oft leaves a saving moisture at its root. I see him sporting on the sunny lawn; His head upon one breast, while from the other Fond Youth! that mournful solace now must pass For ever - sad alternative! preferred, In the city he remained A season after Julia had withdrawn To those religious walls. He, too, departs- In which the Babe was carried. To a hill, On the hill top. His eyes he scarcely took, And under every hospitable tree At which the Bearers halted or reposed, Of suffering or of peace, I know not which: From this time forth, he never shared a smile With mortal creature. An Inhabitant Of that same Town, in which the Pair had left So lively a remembrance of their griefs, By chance of business, coming within reach Of his retirement, to the forest lodge Repaired, but only found the Matron there, Who told him that his pains were thrown away, For that her Master never uttered word To living Thing-not even to her. - Behold! While they were speaking, Vaudracour approached; But, seeing some one near, even as his hand Was stretched towards the garden gate, he shrunk And, like a shadow, glided out of view. Shocked at his savage aspect, from the place The Visitor retired. Thus lived the Youth Cut off from all intelligence with man, And shunning even the light of common day; Or personal memory of his own deep wrongs, THE ARMENIAN LADY'S LOVE. Tambect of the following poem is from the Orlandus of be a bar's friend, Kenelm Henry Digby; and the liberty is tenbing it to him, as an acknowledgment, however lar, of pleasure and instruction derived from his numean and valuable writings, illustrative of the piety and chivalry 1. For have heard "a Spanish Lady Daughter of the proud Soldàn; she loved a Christian Slave, and told her pain 3x nl.look, deed, with hope that he might love again. 2. Plack that rose, it moves my liking," *Plack it for me, gentle Gardener, Ere it wither and grow pale." *Press fair, I till the ground, but may not take 3. "Greveč am I, submissive Christian! Ts behold thy captive state; Wesen, in your land, may pity May they not?) the unfortunate." kad Lady! otherwise Man could not bear bach to every one that breathes is full of care." 4. Worse than idle is compassion, If it end in tears and sighs; The from bondage would I rescue And from vile indignities; red, as thy mien bespeaks, in high degree, tp—and help a hand that longs to set thee free." 5. *Lady, dread the wish, nor venture In such peril to engage; Tank how it would stir against you Your most loving Father's rage: erance would it be, and yoked with shame, troubles overflow on her from whom it came." 6. *Generous Frank! the just in effort Are of inward peace secure; *Nee, in Percy's Reliques, that fine old ballad, "The Spanish Hardships for the brave encountered, Even the feeblest may endure: If Almighty Grace through me thy chains unbind, mind." 7. "Princess, at this burst of goodness, My long-frozen heart grows warm!" "Yet you make all courage fruitless, Me to save from chance of harm; Leading such Companion I that gilded Dome, Yon Minarets, would gladly leave for his worst home." 8. "Feeling tunes your voice, fair Princess! And your brow is free from scorn, Else these words would come like mockery, Sharper than the pointed thorn.” "Whence the undeserved mistrust? Too wide apart Our faith hath been, -O would that eyes could see the heart!" 9. "Tempt me not, I pray; my doom is These base implements to wield; Ne'er assoil my cobwebb'd shield! Never see my native land, nor castle towers, 10. "Prisoner! pardon youthful fancies; Hopes I cherished - let them go! 11. "Wedded love with loyal Christians, Lady, is a mystery rare; Make one being of a pair." "Humble love in me would look for no return, Soft as a guiding star that cheers, but cannot burn." 12. "Gracious Allah! by such title Flower of an unchristian sod! Or hast thou put off wings which thou in heaven dost wear? Lac Laws from which Poem the form of stanza, as suitable What have I seen, and heard, or dreamt? where am |