Lo! the God's love blazes higher, Till all difference expire.

What are Moslems? What are Giaours? All are Love's and all are ours.

I embrace the true believers,

But I reck not of deceivers.
Firm to Heaven my bosom clings,
Heedless of inferior things;
Down on earth there, underfoot,

What men chatter know I not.

III. ADDITIONAL POEMS OF 1876.

III.-ADDITIONAL POEMS

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OF 1876.

THE HARP.'

NE musician is sure,

His wisdom will not fail,
He has not tasted wine impure,
Nor bent to passion frail.
Age cannot cloud his memory,
Nor grief untune his voice,
Ranging down the ruled scale
From tone of joy to inward wail,
Tempering the pitch of all
In his windy cave.

He all the fables knows,
And in their causes tells,—
Knows Nature's rarest moods,
Ever on ber secret broods.
The Muse of men is coy,
Oft courted will not come;
In palaces and market-squares
Entreated, she is dumb;

But my minstrel knows and tells
The counsel of the gods,

Knows of Holy Book the spells,
Knows the law of Night and Day,
And the heart of girl and boy,
The tragic and the gay,

And what is writ on Table Round
Of Arthur and his peers,

What sea and land discoursing say

In sidereal years.

He renders all his lore

In numbers wild as dreams,

Modulating all extremes,--

As stated in a former footnote, this poem formed part of "MayDay" when it was first published in 1867. It was given separately with its present title in the "Selected Poems" of 1876-in which volume also first appeared the other pieces in this section.-ED.