Εικόνες σελίδας
PDF
Ηλεκτρ. έκδοση
[merged small][merged small][merged small][ocr errors][merged small][ocr errors][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][ocr errors][merged small][merged small]
[ocr errors][merged small][merged small][merged small]

The horrible color-the color of flame!

'Tis a romance to them --a wonder
You were ever a child at play;
But the dear ones waiting in Heaven
Know it is all as you say.

I know that the great All-Father
Loves us and the little ones too;
Keep only child-like hearted -
Heaven is older than you!

UNREQUITING.

The hot sun has o'erflowed from his I CANNOT love thee, but I hold thee

broken urn—

[blocks in formation]

dear

[blocks in formation]

Let me imagine that thou art my friend

No less- -no more I ask for here below!

Be patient with me even to the endLoving me still, thou wilt not tell

me so!

[blocks in formation]

"Thou wert not, Solomon! in all thy | When the Memnonium was in all its

[blocks in formation]

How vain your grandeur! Ah, how Those temples, palaces, and piles transitory

[blocks in formation]

stupendous,

[blocks in formation]

Then say what secret melody was hidden

In Memnon's statue, which at sunPerhaps thou wert a priest—if so, rise played; Are vain, for priestcraft never owns my struggles its juggles.

Perhaps that very hand, now pinioned flat,

Has hob-a-nobbed with Pharaoh, glass to glass;

AND thou hast walked about, (how Or dropped a half-penny in Homer's

In Thebes's streets three thousand

strange a story!)

years ago,

[blocks in formation]

Or held, by Solomon's own invitation, A torch at the great Temple's dedication.

I need not ask thee if that hand, when armed,

Has any Roman soldier mauled and knuckled;

For thou wert dead, and buried, and embalmed,

Ere Romulus and Remus had been suckled;

Antiquity appears to have begun Long after thy primeval race was run.

Thou could'st develop - if that withered tongue

Might tell us what those sightless orbs have seen

How the world looked when it was fresh and young,

And the great Deluge still had left it green; [pages Or was it then so old that history's Contained no record of its early ages?

[blocks in formation]
[blocks in formation]

The nature of thy private life unfold:

heart has throbbed beneath that leathern breast,

And tears adown that dusky cheek have rolled;

Have children climbed those knees and kissed that face; What was thy name and station, age and race?

[blocks in formation]
« ΠροηγούμενηΣυνέχεια »