And joyless sylvan sport,

[lorn,

led[men's sight! Wouldst change the course of things in all And this for one who cannot imitate Thy virtue-who may hate : For, if, by such strange sacrifice restored, He reign, thou still must be his king, and sovereign lord.

"Believe it not," said Elidure; "respect Awaits on virtuous life, and ever most Attends on goodness with dominion decked, Which stands the universal empire's boast; This can thy own experience testify :

Nor shall thy foes deny

That, in the gracious opening of thy reign, Our father's spirit seemed in thee to breathe again.

And what if o'er that bright unbosoming Clouds of disgrace and envious fortune past!

Have we not seen the glories of the spring By veil of noontide darkness overcast? The frith that glittered like a warrior's shield,

ing clear

[before! Seems the wide world—far brighter than Even so thy latent worth will re-appear, Gladdening the people's heart from shore to shore, [atone; For youthful faults ripe virtues shall Re-seated on thy throne,

Proof shalt thou furnish that misfortune, pain, [right to reign. And sorrow, have confirmed thy native

"But, not to overlook what thou mayst know,

Thy enemies are neither weak nor few; And circumspect must be our course, and slow,

The people answered with a loud acclaim: Yet more;-heart-smitten by the heroic deed,

The reinstated Artegal became

Such heart was in her, being then
A little prattler among men.
The blessing of my later years
Was with me when a boy :

She gave me eyes, she gave me ears;
And humble cares, and delicate fears;
A heart, the fountain of sweet tears;
And love, and thought, and joy.

TO A BUTTERFLY.

I'VE watched you now a full half-hour,
Self-poised upon that yellow flower;
And, little butterfly! indeed
I know not if you sleep or feed.

How motionless!-not frozen seas
More motionless! and then

What joy awaits you, when the breeze
Hath found you out among the trees,
And calls you forth again!

freed

My trees they are, my sister's flowers;
Here rest your wings when they are weary;
Here lodge as in a sanctuary!
Come often to us, fear no wrong;
We'll talk of sunshine and of song;
Sit near us, on the bough!
And summer days when we were young;
Sweet childish days, that were as long
As twenty days are now.

A FAREWELL.

FAREWELL, thou little nook of mountain ground,

Thou rocky corner in the lowest stair Of that magnificent temple which doth bound [rare; One side of our whole vale with grandeur Sweet garden-orchard, eminently fair, The loveliest spot that man hath ever found, [peaceful care, Farewell!-we leave thee to Heaven's Thee, and the cottage which thou dost surround.

Our boat is safely anchored by the shore, And safely she will ride when we are gone; The flowering shrubs that decorate our door

Will prosper, though untended and alone: Fields, goods, and far-off chattels we have [store These narrow bounds contain our private

none:

upon; [more. Here they are in our sight-we have no

Sunshine and shower be with you, bud and bell! [sought;

For two months now in vain we shall be We leave you here in solitude to dwell With these our latest gifts of tender thought; Thou, like the morning, in thy saffron coat, [well! Bright gowan, and marsh-marigold, fareWhom from the borders of the lake we brought,

And placed together near our rocky well.

We go for one to whom ye will be dear; And she will prize this bower, this Indian shed,

rock's breast

Glittered at evening like a starry sky; And in this bush our sparrow built her nest,

Of which I sung one song that will not die.

Oh, happy garden! whose seclusion deep Hath been so friendly to industrious hours; And to soft slumbers, that did gently steep Our spirits, carrying with them dreams of flowers, [bowers;

And wild notes warbled among leafy Two burning months let summer overleap, And, coming back with her who will be ours,

Into thy bosom we again shall creep.

STANZAS

Will come to you; to you herself will wedAnd love the blessed life that we lead here.

Dear spot! which we have watched with tender heed, [blown Bringing thee chosen plants and blossoms Among the distant mountains, flower and weed,

Which thou hast taken to thee as thy own, Making all kindness registered and known; Thou for our sakes, though nature's child indeed,

Fair in thyself and beautiful alone,

SON'S CASTLE OF INDOLENCE.'

WITHIN our happy castle there dwelt one
Whom without blame I may not overlook;
For never sun on living creature shone
Who more devout enjoyment with us took:
Here on his hours he hung as on a book;
On his own time here would he float away,,
As doth a fly upon a summer brook;
But go to-morrow-or belike to-day-
Seek for him, he is fled; and whither none
can say.

Thus often would he leave our peaceful home,

strong

His music, and to view his imagery: And, sooth, these two did love each other dear,

As far as love in such a place could be; There did they dwell-from earthly labour free,

As happy spirits as were ever seen;
If but a bird, to keep them company,
Or butterfly sate down, they were, I ween,
As pleased as if the same had been a
maiden queen.

LOUISA.

I MET Louisa in the shade;

wight along.

Why should I fear to say
That she is ruddy, fleet, and strong;
And down the rocks can leap along,
Like rivulets in May?

And she hath smiles to earth unknown;
Smiles, that with motion of their own
Do spread, and sink, and rise;
That come and go with endless play,
And ever, as they pass away,
Are hidden in her eyes.

She loves her fire, her cottage-home;
Yet o'er the moorland will she roam
In weather rough and bleak;
And, when against the wind she strains,
Oh, might I kiss the mountain rains,
That sparkle on her cheek!
Take all that's mine
beneath the moon,"
If I with her but half a noon
May sit beneath the walls
Of some old cave, or mossy nook,
When up she winds along the brook

"

To hunt the waterfalls.

STRANGE fits of passion I have known:
And I will dare to tell,
But in the lover's ear alone,

What once to me befel.

When she I loved was strong and gay,
And like a rose in June,

I to her cottage bent my way,
Beneath the evening moon.

Upon the moon I fixed my eye,
All over the wide lea;