King of Campagna, and with a troop of six hundred men, surpassed the exploits and the atrocities of his predecessors." But, to conclude my tale with pleasanter matter, the young cavalier Luigi was united to the fair daughter of the Salernitan baron, and the pretty Nicoletta, instead of being a robber's wife, soon made a more fitting match with one of the pages of her mistress's husband. SONNET. YES! I have slept-and then there came a dream Of life's fair morn: I seemed again a boy, Bounding through flowery meadows, wild with joy, REMINISCENCES OF ANDALUSIA. BY THE AUTHOR OF "SPAIN IN 1830." I. SEVILLE-gay Seville, with its serenades, And masks, and convent chimes, and castanets, And flashing eyes of Andalusian maids, And Gothic towers, and Moorish minarets: II. Bright orange groves, and light acacia bowers, And stately palm, that like a giant, towers III. Desert sierras, where the ilex spreads On rocky steeps; where odours, strange, yet sweet, Are wafted from the aromatic beds Of thousand flowers that spring beneath the feet: IV. A train of straggling mules,-a muleteer, Winding their way adown some mountain side; V. A group of boys, seated beneath a tree- VI. Goats, milk-white, feeding 'mid rosemary bushes, VII. An Andaluz, with gun upon his shoulder, * Plaiting the Esparto rush, for sandals or baskets, is a common occupation of the goatherd. + Walking through the wilds of Andalusia, is wading knee deep among shrubs. VIII. Grey-bearded friars, with idle step, and slow, A well-aimed stone among the clustering dates :* IX. A dark-eyed girl, within her doorway sitting, X. Bright land of sunshine,-clime of cloudless skies; How many pictures to my fancy rise, When memory turns,-as turn it will,-to thee! * A ragged peasant seldom passes a clump of date trees without aiming a stone at some of the lowest clusters. SKETCHES OF MODERN POETS. I. WORDSWORTH. HIGH-PRIEST of the Nine! Poet, Prophet, and Sage, What deep lessons of wisdom are poured in thy page; Where the old and the young, sad and mirthful, may find, Each reflected in sunshine, some "mood of his mind;" Where the simple may learn with kind feelings to glow, And the wise may discover how little they know! Whence the broken in spirit may drink solace and balm, And the tempest-tossed bosom be taught to grow calm: The rich-there are treasures that gold cannot buy; that there is but one rank in the sky! The poor The guileless, their whiteness of spirit to keep, been sown With pure poesy's pearls, some soft feeling may own; |