GARDENER.

TRUE Brahmin, in the morning meadows wet, Expound the Vedas of the violet,

Or, hid in vines, peeping through many a loop, See the plum redden, and the beurré stoop.

FORESTER.

He took the colour of his vest
From rabbit's coat or grouse's breast;
For, as the wood-kinds lurk and hide,
So walks the woodman, unespied.

NORTHMAN.

THE gale that wrecked you on the sand,
It helped my rowers to row;

The storm is my best galley hand,
And drives me where I go.

FROM ALCUIN.

THE sea is the road of the bold,
Frontier of the wheat-sown plains,
The pit wherein the streams are rolled,
And fountain of the rains.

EXCELSIOR.

OVER his head were the maple buds,
And over the tree was the moon,

And over the moon were the starry studs
That drop from the angels' shoon.

VOL. V.

BORROWING.

FROM THE FRENCH.

SOME of your hurts you have cured,
And the sharpest you still have survived,
But what torments of grief you endured
From evils which never arrived!

NATURE.

BOON Nature yields each day a brag which we now first behold,

And trains us on to slight the new, as if it were the

old:

But blest is he, who, playing deep, yet haply ask

not why,

Too busied with the crowded hour to fear to live of

die.

FATE.

HER planted eye to-day controls,
Is in the morrow most at home,
And sternly calls to being souls
That curse her when they come.

HOROSCOPE.

ERE he was born, the stars of fate
Plotted to make him rich and great:
When from the womb the babe was loosed,
The gate of gifts behind him closed.

POWER.

CAST the bantling on the rocks,
Suckle him with the she-wolf's teat,
Wintered with the hawk and fox,
Power and speed be hands and feet.

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CLIMACTERIC.

I AM not wiser for my age,

Nor skilful by my grief;

Life loiters at the book's first page,—
Ah! could we turn the leaf.

HERI, CRAS, HODIE.

SHINES the last age, the next with hope is seen,
To-day slinks poorly off unmarked between :
Future or Past no richer secret folds,
O friendless Present! than thy bosom holds.

MEMORY.

NIGHT-DREAMS trace on Memory's wall
Shadows of the thoughts of day,

And thy fortunes, as they fall,

The bias of the will betray.

LOVE.

LOVE on his errand bound to go

Can swim the flood, and wade through snow, Where way is none, 'twill creep and wind And eat through Alps its home to find.

SACRIFICE.

THOUGH love repine, and reason chafe,
There came a voice without reply,—

"'Tis man's perdition to be safe,

When for the truth he ought to die."

PERICLES.

WELL and wisely said the Greek,
Be thou faithful, but not fond;
To the altar's foot thy fellow seek,—
The Furies wait beyond.

CASELLA.

TEST of the poet is knowledge of love, For Eros is older than Saturn or Jove; Never was poet, of late or of yore, Who was not tremulous with love-lore.

SHAKESPEARE.

I SEE all human wits
Are measured but a few,
Unmeasured still my Shakespeare sits,
Lone as the blessed Jew.

HAFIZ.

HER passions the shy violet.
From Hafiz never hides;
Love-longings of the raptured bird
The bird to him confides.

NATURE IN LEASTS.

As sings the pine-tree in the wind,
So sings in the wind a sprig of the pine;
Her strength and soul has laughing France
Shed in each drop of wine.

AAAKPYN NEMONTAI AIONA.

"A NEW Commandment," said the smiling Muse, "I give, my darling son: Thou shalt not preach";Luther, Fox, Behmen, Swedenborg, grew pale, And, on the instant, rosier clouds upbore Hafiz and Shakespeare with their shining choirs.