Puslapio vaizdai
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But lo! with the light he repented his scorning,
For an earthquake bad shattered the whole ere the

morning; Of the pearl-coloured dome there was left but a ruin,But an arch as a home for the ring-dove to coo in.

Shaft, turret and spire—all were tumbled and crumbled ;
And the soul of the Caliph within him was humbled ;
And he bowed in the dust :- There is none great but

Allah !
I will build Him a Mosque,”—said the Caliph Abdallah.

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And the Caliph has gone to his fathers for ever,
But the Mosque that he builded shines still by the river ;
And the pilgrims up-stream to this day slacken sail if
They catch the first gleam of the “Mosque of the Caliph.”

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IN THE BELFRY.

WRITTEN UNDER RETHEL'S “DEATH, THE FRIEND."

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Somewhere the birds seem singing still,
Though surely now the sun has set.

TOLL! Is it night, or daylight yet?

Toll ! But who tolls the Bell once more?
He must have climbed the parapet.
Did I not bar the belfry door?

Who can it be?—the Bernardine,
That used to pray with me of yore?
No,--for the monk was not so lean.

This must be He who, legend saith,
Comes sometimes with a kindlier mien
And tolls a knell. This shape is Death !

Good-bye, old Bell! So let it be.
How strangely now I draw my breath!
What is this haze of light I see? ...

IN MANUS TUAS, DOMINE!

ARS VICTRIX.

(IMITATED FROM THÉOPHILE GAUTIER.)

YES;

when the ways oppose

When the hard means rebel,
Fairer the work out-grows, —

More potent far the spell.

O Poet, then, forbear

The loosely-sandalled verse,
Choose rather thou to wear

The buskin--strait and terse;

Leave to the tiro's hand

The limp and shapeless style ;
See that thy form demand

The labour of the file.

Sculptor, do thou discard

The yielding clay,-consign
To Paros marble hard

The beauty of thy line ;

Model thy Satyr's face

For bronze of Syracuse ;

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Even the gods must go ;

Only the lofty Rhyme Not countless years o'erthrow,

Not long array of time.

Paint, chisel, then, or write ;

But, that the work surpass, With the hard fashion fight,

With the resisting mass.

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