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be-friends endeavoured to exalt him, the more deeply hu- | his future wife, and one esteemed friend, under which miliated he felt. He longed for nothing so much as for appellation he is good enough to understand me.'. solitude, that he miglit escape the sight and hearing of Caroline's blood mounted again to her temples; what their sickening baseness.

could be the matter with her ? « The miserable wretches,'' he exclaimed, “ do they · But you are perfectly right about the price, Mr. take me for one of themselves? My six years' service Romanus. Baron Von Wolpern demands no less a sum availed me nothing, but the mere report of wealth brings than a hundred and fifty thousand guilders; or, ready them about me like crows scenting at a carrion I might money, a hundred and thirty thousand. Mr. Morn will be a foolma villain-no matter, I am supposed to be a pay ready money, but,"'millionaire, and there is not a quality of heart or mind “Ready money, a hundred and thirty thousand! so, so! which they are not willing to give me credit for. The an excellent young--an excellent young man." comedy is too disgusting, Devereux.”

" Still the price seems enormous. He wishes that the " It is capital sport,” replied Devereux. “ But the bargain should be concluded by some one who understands master stroke is still to be played. The conquest of the the business better than he does. He would be willing to fair Romanus is yet to be achieved.”

reward the trouble of any person inclined to act as his agent in this matter, by a gratification of a hundred guilders for every thousand abated in the purchase-money. Now, he maintains that there is not a man in the city so well qualified to transact business of this nature as Mr.

Romanus." The conquest was already half made before the friends

“Your humble servant," said the old man, glancing began the attack. Old Romanus, who had hitherto made suspiciously at his visiter. lle could not understand any it a rule to avoid all mention of Moru's name, had it now one giving away even civility for nothing. “Now, if you on his lips from morning till night. There could be no would have the goodness to take this commission on doubt of the million any longer ; the wholo city rung with yourself.” the news-he had refused an appointment in the Ministry, “Hundred for every thousand : I am at your lordship's and the Minister of Finance, von Rabe, and his excellency command.” Count von Bilterblolt, were ready politely to cut each “ It is a matter of extreme vexation to Mr. Morn that other's throats, to obtain Casimir Morn for a son-in-law. he has not been on such good terms with you of late years

.** They say he will choose Countess Ida," said Caroline, as formerly."
slyly affecting an air of dejection, and glancing her bright Trifles, tut-mere trifles, mere trifles."
blue eyes on her father.

“ He told me, that at first it was his intention to have The old gentleman made no answer, but nodded his put his little capital in your hands instead of employing it head with a cunning look, and reckoned some imaginary in England; and indeed, after that he would have prosum with his fingers. “Pah, pahı, all stuff--nonsense posed a speculation in the English funds, but your coldwhat has she got, I ask ; what has she got ? Nothing ! a ness towards him." rained family, root and branch! How that pleases me in "Trifles, I tell you, thunder and lightning !--mere trifles ; the lad Morn; he has got his money by honest trade, but and how should I know what he meant ?" said the old his father was a rogue, an arrant rogue, and has made man, half crying. Why was he so hard-hearted to a ne as poor as Job, my girl. I shall never get a penny poor man like me, as not to say a word about it when lo of all he owed me."

was rolling in gold?'' There was a knock at the door, and the well-known “But, to return to this affair of Dreileben ; are you stranger, the Englishman Devereux, entered. Caroline inclined to undertake it?'' blushed like a carnation, and Herr Romanus opened his Romanus walked up and down the room with his hands eyes and mouth.

behind him, muttering and grumbling to himself for soine “I have a little business to transact with you, llerr minutes. “I'll do it," said he, at length ; " the profit is Romanus, if you have no objection,” said the stranger, small, very small, but times are bad, very bad: an honest with a courteous bow. "You might find it highly ad- tradesman must not let anything slip through his fingers.” vantageous.”

In eight days the purchase was completed. Herr Ro“Business; I am at your Lordship’s service. Do mo manus made a snug little profit of a thousand guilders, the great honour to sit down."

and went quite cheerfully to Casimir to announce the " Mr. Casimir Morn, whose affairs in England I have conclusion of the business, and congratulate him on his had the honour of managing, wishing to retire from busi. acquisition. ness, as he finds his income amply sufficient, (“So, so, so,' “ And we may be good friends again, my worthy Mr. muttered Romanus,) has been to view the estate of Drei-Casimir," said the old man with a smile, yet somewhat leben, which is understood to be for sale ; ho seems in- embarrassed. elined to purchase it."

“I desire nothing more earnestly, Mr. Romanus," “How, he indeed !Dreileben !--but why Dreileben ?- said Casimir, warmly. “ Grant me but one favour it's a large purchase, ticklish speculation, very: they will make me and your daughter happy at once." ask a confounded prioe, eh ?”

" It can't be, Mr. Morn. Haven't I told you over ** Mr. Morn has taken a fancy to it, and the name and over again, that the money I lost through your father pleases him. He has often said it would be a Faradise has made me as poor as a church mouse." for twe, or perhaps three friends, who would desire to * Not so very poor, I should hope,'' said Morn, smiling. pass their lives together. By the thrce he means himself, “ A beggar, Sir; I tell you, a downright beggar. Ah,

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worthy Mr. Casimir, you are a rich man now, and you every lip instinctively uttered the noble prefix, without are an honourable man ; you wont let a poor old man asking for the patent. Ministers, Grand everythings, like me suffer ; you'll make up my loss to me?'

and Count everybodies, loaded him with invitations. At “ Well, and if I de-then ?"!

some of the fêtes where he was most pressingly invited, “ Then I'll thank you on my knees.”

the electoral family were present; the noble hosts were “ But, your daughter ?”

solicitous to present Herr Von Morn to their Highnesses, And the interest for seven years ?"

and their Highnesses' reception was most gracious; but, Well, and the interest—then ?

strange to say, the object of all these flattering attentions “ Then the whole city will say, what a worthy, honest, felt anything but flattered. Not for what he was, but excellent, upright man you are.

for what he had, were all these caresses lavished; and “ But Caroline ?!!

it was with no small violence to his feelings that he con“And you must not forget that I gave your father the strained himself to go through the disgusting farco. eight thousand dollars in gold. Oh, Mr. Casimir, louis

“ I can bear it no longer,” said Morn on one occasion, d'ors and carolines, all gold, all full weight. If you had when a stronger dose of incense than ordinary had been seen them.

Heaven forgive me my sins! I would not offered up; and Devereux in reply said, “We must carry swear, Mr. Casimir, but it makes my old eyes run over to it through ; I shall give you out for poor." think of it!"

Towards the latter end of March, Devereux had gone “But if I give you fifteen hundred carolines for one Ca- about with a look of affected anxiety, and dropped mysteroline ? For your daughter, Caroline ?"

rious hints of bad news from England. He spoke of certain “I beg your pardon, but, with the interest, it would speculations being subject to enormous losses, as well as be above two thousand !”

enormous gains. “It was fortunate he had so many power“And if I did not hesitate to give you the two thousand, ful friends in —," and so forth. Baron Von Wolpern was as soon as your daughter''

seen to shake his head and look thoughtful, when the sale “You are jesting with me, Mr. Morn. You see what of Dreileben was talked of—“the purchase-money was little I have I want myself. I have been obliged to run in not yet paid down.” It was whispered that Morn's debt. Your father's bankruptoy was the ruin of me. I

splendid new equipage would be disposed of privately : can give the girl nothing but what she carries on her the town-house was announced to be let. The news flew back."

like wildfire through the town, with a thousand additions. “ Be it so, I will take her on your own terms."

On the first of April the matter was placed beyond a Why, then 1-I must ask the girl herself.”'

doubt, by Morn's driving about to all his new friends, Herr Romanus betook himself to his daughter. Morn among whom it became known with wonderful rapidity, was ready to dance for joy. lle flew like one beside him that from some he had requested loans, from others secuself to Devereux, to relate his success, and ask his sym- rities, or their good offices with the Elector for an appointpathy, and Devereux gave it heartily.

ment, &c. All those who, but four and twenty hours before, Within eight days, the marriage contract was drawn had overwhelmed him with offers of service, and halfout and signed, and the lovely Caroline Romanus became stifled him with embraces, were in consternation at this a yet lovelier Caroline Morn. Till Dreileben was ready

new state of affairs. Some were “grieved beyond meafor their reception, Devereux had taken care to provide a

sure,'' in proper courtly phrase, others exoused themsuitable residence in the town.

selves coldly—“they made it a rule never to be surety

for any one ;" they had no interest ; some smiled with CHAPTER VI.

scarcely concealed malicious pleasure at the sudden vanishing of the fairy treasure. One thing was evident,

there was neither credit, money, nor interest, left in the “The joke must be carried through,” said the English- whole city. “ The whole city bows down before you, dear

A splendid ball and supper at the house of his ExeelMorn; even the Court itself courts your friendship. We lency Count Von Bilterblolt, at which Herr and Frau will turn over a new leaf now. I shall give you out for Von Morn were to have been present, was, for some unpoor, and see what sort of a grimace your dear friends explained cause, adjourned sine die. With old Romanus will make then. And when the contemptible crew have the result of all this was rather more serious than was insunk themselves as low as possible, we will turn our backs tended. To him came Baron Von Wolpern one fine upon them for ever. I have let Baron Von Wolpern into morning, accompanied by a lawyer of eminence, and the secret, for I must chastise the old curmudgeon, your politely requested of him, as negotiator in the purchase of father-in-law, for the Jew's bargain he has driven with Dreileben, security for the payment of the sum agreed on. you. No remonstrance-he deserves it.”

Romanus had certainly given no written surety for his Devereux told the simple truth. The whole town were son-in-law; but in his eagerness to gripe the proffered bowing to the ground before the supposed Millionaire. gain, he had verbally, and pretty plainly given it to be And how should people, accustomed from their very child- understood, that to hasten the purchase, he was ready to hood to value wealth, show, luxury, above all other make advances; but nothing was farther from his thoughts earthly good, do otherwise ?-how feel anything but ad- than to be taken at his word. The ovil reports that had miration and reference for the amiable young man, who been before flying about town had sorely disquieted him, possessed the prettiest wife, the finest estate in the ter- and Morn's evasive answers to the questions he put to ritory, and a million? The noblest and stiffest backs in him had by no means tended to still the perturbation of the city bent in homage to this new luminary. Every his spirit. But when the Baron and his lawyer made their one was solicitous for the notice of Herr Von Morn ; | appearance, he was driven well-nigh crazy! In a few

THE FIRST OF APRIL.

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DREILEBEN.

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hours after the Baron's visit, he had a fit of apoplexy-| The road lay through a succession of richly-cultivated the very mention of a physician made him furious, and fields to a forest, where, as the peasants informed us, the the evening saw the end of his cares and his life together. mansion was situated on the banks of the Rhine. When

I entered the forest, however, I found it no forest, but a

delightful compromise between park and garden, adorned CHAPTER VII,

on every side with graceful temples, the rarest plants, and

exquisite groups of statuary in the purest marble. The This sudden death changed the whole aspect of affairs.

expense of creating such a place must have been enormous. Romanus left enormous wealth behind him, much more

A spacious and magnificent house, with extensive outthan had been expected. Casimir Morn had now really buildings for agricultural purposes, stood before mo, apbecome the Millionaire for which his rich and whimsical proached over a wide lawn smooth as velvet, and skirted friend had compelled him to pass. Dreileben had been by a magnificent orangery. Everywhere I saw traces of bought in Morn's name, but the money had been fur

an almost royal outlay; guided, however, by a noble tasto : nished by Devereux, to whom, by an agreement between

none whatever of the avarice attributed to the possessor. him and Morn, it had been immediately conveyed. Almost

As I was getting out of the carriage a servant in a rich as much disgusted with the world as his friend, Devereux livery advanced to meet me, and, in answer to my inquiries had resolved to end his days in some agreeable solitude. for his master, was—“Very sorry, but the family had left The charge of overlooking the estate was to be Morn's;

Dreileben that morning early, and were not expected back be had positively refused to accept any gift from his Eng- for some days.” As there was no help for it I returned lish friend. Both were now, nearly, equally wealthy, but

to town; in another week I repeated the attempt, but their plan of life remained the same. On the other hand, with no better success ; the family were still absent. As the worthy citizens of — faced about with as much my stay in the city was limited, I felt greatly vexed at rapidity as if struck by a conjuror's wand: “It was the my failure, and could not help expressing it in the circle first of April when we heard of this sudden loss ; ah the I joined in the evening. I was answered by a general arch jester, it was really too bad, but admirably done laugh. too!" High and low enjoyed the joke alike; Morn's

If you were to go twenty times to Dreileben,” said doors were again besieged with visiters; wealth and credit one of the party to me, “you would get the same recepreturned in a wonderfully short time; the acceptance of tion. You might have been spared the trouble of going securities and recommendations was pressed as the great- if you had mentioned your intention beforehand. No one, est possible favour to the givers ; and as to dinners, balls, be he who he may, is ever admitted within their doors. concerts, &c. &c., there was no end of them.

They have telescopes planted at certain points command“I am heart-sick at all this,” said Morn. " Come ing the road, so that they are never to be taken by surCaroline, come Devereux, let us to Dreileben, and forget prise. All the servants are previously instructed, and as these whited mockeries. I have been long enough a dupe. soon as any one of them spies a visiter he runs in to warn What more have I to do in the world, as it is called ? his misanthrophical masters.” Why should I be any longer a witness of these hollow Thus informed I wrote to Morn, expressing my desire juggleries, the sport of their false smiles ? Be wise as to see him once more, and entreating that he would make Solomon ; pure as an angel; sacrifice yourself for society; me an exception to his general rule. I received a courbe a model of disinterestedness and beneficence--but poor teous answer, and the assurance that for me he would be in this world's goods, and you are nothing, or worse than at home; the day and the hour when I should be expected nothing ! Every blockhead will be exalted above you- were punctually named. erery cold-hearted egotist sneer you down-overy, even When I came within sight of the house, Morn advanced acknowledged scoundrel, be honoured and carossed before to meet me, with his beautiful wife on his arm. Both reyou, if he but possess that mightiest of talismans-ceived me with a kindness and cordiality I had little exwealth."

pected, after all I had heard, and presented me to their As soon as the business of the inheritance was ar- friend Devereux; he was a young man about Morn's own ranged, and the house and business of old Romanus dis- age, of a graceful and highly prepossessing exterior, and posed of, Morn left the city in company with his wife and anything but cynical in appearance. In a quarter of an his friend, and has never since been known to enter it. hour we were the best friends in the world. I was enter

About six years after these occurrences, I had occasion tertained with a magnificence that I have not always found to pay a visit to the electoral city. I knew that my old even in princely palaces. The interior of the house coruniversity friend, Casimir Morn, had formerly held some responded with the costliness of the arrangements withappointment there, and was rejoicing in the prospect of out. The library was splendid; the walls of all the larger renewing my acquaintance with him. My earliest in- rooms adorned with masterpieces of the greatest painters; quiries were concerning him. Few knew anything about and a music-room furnished with the finest instruments. him; at last I learnt that he was living at Dreileben, brood- In my honour there was a concert such as I have seldom ing over his money-bags, as his father-in-law had done be heard from amateurs. The upper servants were all musifore him, and keeping up no intercourse whatever with his cal, and the heads of the family performers of no ordineighbours. As soon as I had gathered these particulars, nary pretensions. I got into a chaise one fine morning, and drove to Dreile- Morn had two lovely children ; Devereux was still a ben, musing and lamenting by the way on the perverse bachelor, and announced his determination of dying one. accident that could have changed my open-hearted, open- “ And you are really happy here in your beautiful retirehanded school friend, into that most pitiful of created ment ?” said I, inquiringly, when we were sitting in a beings a miser,

pavilion in the garden, overlooking the lordly Rhine.

Morn smiled. Why not? We form our own world Morn was evidently highly excited on this subject. here, and it is our happiness to know nothing of the His wife and Devereux joined chorus. other by experience. If we feel any curiosity about the What could I do against this triple alliance, but-hold proceedings of the fools, there are the newspapers to in- my tongue? The good people were not altogether in the form us.

We prefer, however, to learn what the nobler wrong, and hence made the not very uncommon mistake spirits of other times have thought, or invented, or done ; of fancying themselves entirely in the right. I saw that to learn it in the immortal legacy of works they have be- by debating the point, though I might chagrin, I should queathed us. All that Nature, Art, and Science afford of not convert them. The trio were extremely susceptible fairest and noblest surrounds us here. What is wanting by nature, and the life they were leading tended to nourish to our Heaven? Intercourse with the rapacious, men- the defect. If Rousseau had been a Millionaire like Morn, tally crippled, corrupt, self-seeking herd without, would with his lacerated heart and his gloomy views of life, lic sully its purity, and make us partakers in their well-de-would have led the same life in France as Morn did on served misery. Well is it for those who can free them- the banks of the Rhine ; and opulence would have been,' selves from the coil, and living with and for themselves, in his hands, but a means of indulging his egotistical look on the sayings and doings of what you call the world, dreams on a larger scale. as on a theatrical spectacle, in which they are spectators, When the Counsellor had concluded the history of his not actors.''

first Millionaire, Morn's conduct was warmly discussed These expressions led to a conversation on the true and variously commented on. All agreed that his scorn social relations of the wise ; and it was then that Morn of the world and absolute seclusion must be looked upon related his own and Devereux's stories, as I have repeated as a revenge taken for its previous neglect, when the them to you.

chances turned in his favour ; but, while some of the “But with such ample means as you possess,” said I, circle held him perfectly justifiable, if not praiseworthy, “what beneficent influence might you not exercise within in such indulgence of his feelings, others censured him your sphere! Would it not be a nobler happiness to use loudly; had his circumstances been different, he might the abundance of your wealth in creating a paradise for have been excused; but the withdrawal from all interothers, instead of lavishing it on your own ?"'

course with his fellows, pardonable as self-defence in a Morn's brow clouded, and he shook his head. “What poor man, was sheer egotism and narrow-heartedness in a would you have ?”' said he. Men are to be rendered rich one.' happy by thought and action, not by money ; but how “ Rich or poor,” said

one, every man has a right to many seek happiness thus ? who honour the search in seek his own happiness in his own way, provided he inothers ? Did I not waste the fairest years of my life in jure no one in the means selected.” the vain hope of thus winning men's love and respect ? • Will you tell us how a man, gifted alike by nature Are not voluptuousness, avarice, vanity, and vulgar riot, and fortune, can withdraw himself from the active duties alike predominant, from the palace to the cottage? In of life, without injuring a great many?" retorted an great or in little states, is it the ablest, the most honest, anti-Mornite. that are found at the head of affairs, or the richest, or “ It is easy to be philanthropic in theory," said anbest connected, as it is called ? Are not the highest offices, other, “but, honestly speaking, which of us would be affecting the weal or woe of millions, invariably the inclined to sacrifice himself for the good of society, supapanage of the latter, or the prey of the vilest intrigantes? posing his own views of happiness to consist in the renunDoes not the history of all times and nations teach us that ciation of it?-Would you ; or you ; or you ?" hatred and persecution has been the invariable portion “ Besides, Morn did not reject the world till the dealt out, to the most virtuous and disinterested, by the world rejected him," added the first speaker. rabble, in purple and fine linen, who rule the destinies of " That is, he was cheated by a few knaves, from whom nations? And is it for such iniserable wretches as these no one in their senses would have expected anything else, you would have me sacrifice my peace, and give up my and he did not find everybody ready to make prompt tranquil bliss for the vain dream of making them wiser or acknowledgment of his merits and services, some of them better? No! I can love a inan, but I despise men with ing, by the bye, known only to those interested in conmy whole heart and soul.”

cealing them."

THE TIME OF DAY.

BY GOODWYN BARMBY.
When morning red is raying-

When purple evening gloameth-
Then 'tis the time of day ;

Then 'tis the time of day ;
When children blithe are playing-

When John with Mary roameth-
Then 'tis the time of day ;

Then 'tis the time of day;
When gentle lambs are feeding,

When sheep are folded meetly,
And birds their songs are leading,

And flower-cups closed up neatly, .
And lovely flowers are seeding-

And nightingales sing sweetly-
Then 'tis the time of day.

Then 'tis the time of day.
When noontide suns are beaming-

Whenever loved is Nature
Then 'tis the time of day;

Then 'tis the time of day ;
When school-boys' eyes are gleaming-

Whenever bless'd a creature-
Then 'tis the time of day ;

Then 'tis the time of day;
When kine rest in the meadows,

Whenever sin is shriven,
And earth has lost its sbadows,

Whenever grace is given,
And sunbeams are God's ladders-

Then earth's clock strikes from heaven!
Then 'tis the time of day:

And 'tis the time of day.

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“GOOD NIGHT” AND “FAREWELL."

BY MRS, CHARLES TINSLEY.

A MOTHER knelt at midnight, in devotion,

Beside the cradled sleep of a fair child;
From her deep eyes spake out her soul's emotion,

As their glance fell upon the lips that smiled ;
And, pressing hers betwixt the locks of light,
She whispered—“Sweet, good night!"
'Then to depart, even as the words were spoken,

She turned, yet backward came and looked once more
Into the sunny face ;--some fond dream, broken

In the dark past, her soul was brooding o’er ;
And solemnly she murmured—“Who may tell
If now I breathe farewell !
Thou hadst a sister, boy, with curled hair flowing,

And dimpled cheeks all rosy as thine own;
At ere I pressed them in soft slumber glowing,

And when I kissed them next their touch was stone!
From lip, and eye, and brow, the soul had fled-
My beautiful was dead !

We missed the merry ring of her sweet laughter

In the changed home with sudden moanings filled ;
And thence for evermore through time's hereafter

The deep, warm current of our hope was chilled ;
And in earth's beauty-robb'd of earthly trust-
We saw the taint of dust!
" Wilt thou bound forth to meet me in the morning

With the glad step and voice I joy to hear ?
Or will death's icy bonds, all others scorning,

Fetter those graceful limbs in darkness here?
The parting words we need who now may tell-
Good night, or—fare thee well ?
"Away, away dark fears ! all unavailing

Is the grave-haunted watch of the bereft ;
Still for the spirit, in its time of failing,

The written promise of our God is left ;
And thou !-art thou not slumbering in His sight?
Good night! sweet love, good night !"

SUNBEAMS.

WHERE lurk ye, Sunbeams? The young dawn is here, But we bound them with lustre and roused them from But lustreless and chill;

sleepThe gorgeous moments of your sway draw near,

Then on to each structure of beauty we sweep; Where are you lingering still?

From the high-stretching column look down, and behold

How the dank mists and smoke the dense city enfold ; In the East! in the East! 'tis an ocean of haze

And rallying our splendours, triumphant we pour That our path to the crest of high Heaven delays, Like the steed to the fight, like the surge to the shore! Yet we come ! yet we come! through the barrier we strive, These are abodes of wealth, but seek ye not As the spirit mortality's bondage must rive.

Want's cold and mournful den? Already faint blushes on morn's pallid cheek

Must it alone by solace be forgot
The approach of the Sun to her Palace bespeak :

Which cheers the desert glen?
Soon the Earth will rejoice in a full tide of bliss
When we kindle her brow with the touch of our kiss. No! we smile on the poor, as we smile on the rich,

Though oft vainly we strive the worn heart to bewitch.
Then haste, blest Sunbeams! for your warmth we pine! | To the door of his hut the ill-fated one crawls,
Tears drown the vales below;

And basks in our rays as we rest on his wallsThe green boughs sadly to the soil decline ;

Walls so darken'd and bare that we quiver and wane, The streamlets voiceless flow.

For our loveliness mocks desolation and pain.

Ah: we waken a gleam on the face, but within We are here! we are here! on the mountains we light, May be warring with sorrow, or dark clouds of sin! And chase from their peaks the dark banners of night; To the broad-spreading valleys we swiftly descend,

Now youth comes forth, and to his blooming cheek

Fresh hues and health you call ;
O'er the banks of the rivers in gladness we bend,
And the waves sweetly laugh till all dimples they move,

While on bent age's forehead hoar and bleak,
While the flowers turn to welcome us constant in love.

With reverend grace you fall. O'er the thick forests now, half affrighted, we brush,

Vie pierce to his side as he sits by the hearth, And down the slop'd meadows delightedly rush.

And extinguish the flame as we revel in mirth ; Yet these are all inanimate,-not things

But we warm him instead with bright dreams of his prime, Which vital influence breathe :

While through sunshine he tracks each past footstep of

time. Is there aught living that to motion springs When you around it wreathe?

On the cottager's porch we caressingly dance

Through his rose-circled lattice half sportively glance, Ask the fish through the bright-running waters that throng; | Till we lure forth his children before us to play, Ask the birds in the lone woods just starting to song ; And recall him once more to the toils of the day. Ask the young lambs that garnbol o'er turf wet with dew, And the flocks which are turning to pasture anew;

Earth has array'd her in a robe of light-
Ask the deer, ask the peasant-and they will reply,

O'er all her realms ye glow :
Every heart leaps with rapture when we crowd on high : Her myriad beings to their aims unite.
Not a thing, not a being but fresh impulse wakes,

What, Sunbeams, mark ye now? When our spell thrills the streamlets, the woodlands, the The infant, whom we the first glimpses have shown brakes.

Of a world that to him is untried and unknown: But 'tis not scenes like these, which most require

The bridal, whose pleasure our glories illume, Your cheering aid, but where

Where we only are heeded-nought reck'd yet of gloom : Man bids his dwellings, Babel-like, aspire

The Grave, to whose shelter all human must wend, To cradle withering care!

While the souls of the blest to their Eden ascend,

Where the Sun of Eternity brightens on high, Roond the fanes of his god now our halo we cast; Till our beams in its lustre wax fidel and dic! The proud turrets of Royalty frown'das we past,

LLANGOLLEN.

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