Now the long, long wonder ends; Lives and loves you; lost, 'tis true, Of unfulfilled felicity, In enlarging paradise, Lives a life that never dies. 6. Farewell, friends! Yet not farewell: Ye will know, by wise love taught, Which our souls draw when we enter 7. Be ye certain, all seems love Viewed from Allah's throne above. Bravely onward to your home. Thou love divine! Thou love alway! II.-The Magic Moon. 1. What stands upon the highland? What walks across the rise, As though a starry island were sinking down the skies? What makes the trees so golden? What decks the mountain-side, Like a veil of silver folden round the white brow of a bride? The magic moon is breaking, like a conqueror from the east, The waiting world awaking to a golden fairy feast. 2. She works, with touch ethereal, by changes strange to see, The desert halls uplighting, while falling shadows glance, 3. With ivory wand she numbers the stars along the sky, eye; Along the corn-fields dances, brings bloom upon the sheaf; From tree to tree she glances, and touches leaf by leaf; Wakes birds that sleep in shadows; through their halfclosed eyelids gleams, With her white torch through the meadows lights the shy deer to the streams. The magic moon is waking, like a conqueror from the east, And the joyous world partaking of her golden fairy feast! Ernest Jones. This piece is full of figurative expressions. Let the pupil point them out and explain them. CHAPTER XXXI.-SIR WALTER SCOTT.-1771-1832. I.—Biographical. 1. Sir Walter Scott was a literary prodigy. Fifty octavo volumes scarcely make a complete edition of his writings, and yet he was twenty-five years old before he published his first work. It is estimated that he earned with his pen nearly two and a quarter millions of dollars. 2. Scott was born in Edinburgh. His father, who was a lawyer, bred him to the same profession, and young Scott employed his leisure hours in reading tales of the Border and of chivalry. At the age of fifty-five his publishers failed, involving him in an enormous debt. In the same year he lost his wife, a beautiful woman of French descent. 3. With wonderful fortitude he set himself the task of paying his creditors in full, and, though he did not live to secure their release, his purpose was achieved soon after his death, through the sale of his works. In one year he is said to have earned ninety thousand dollars by writing the Life of Napoleon. In the last six years of his life he published no less than thirty-eight volumes, besides essays for the Reviews. These works comprise novels, tales, poems, and histories. Under this prodigious strain Scott broke down, and early in his sixty-second year, after a vain search for health on the Continent, he died a paralytic. 4. Scott's ambition in life was to found a family that might vie with the ancient Border names that he venerated. For this purpose he purchased an estate on the river Tweed, and built a mansion which was a curious combination of feudal towers and modern drawing-rooms. To this estate he gave the name of Abbotsford. His house was typical of his mind and his writings, and is thus described by Taine:-"It was a castle with a tall tower at either end, sundry zigzagged gables, a myriad of indentations and parapets, most fantastic water-spouts, labelled windows, and stones carved with heraldries innumerable." The apartments were filled with sideboards and carved chests adorned with "cuirasses, helmets, and swords of every order." 5. For long years Scott kept open house there, so to speak, trying to revive old feudal life with all its customs and its display, dispensing free and joyous hospitality to all comers, and, above all, to relatives, friends, and neighbors. Abbotsford was both antique and modern; its furniture was feudal, but its life was that of the eighteenth century. An ill-dressed country squire of the time of George the Fourth filled his imagination and talk with the forms of romance and chivalry. The same admixture is found in his writings. The dress, speech, and surroundings of his characters are feudal or antique, while their manners are modern. 6. Scott's verse is animated with action and incident. Of his prose, Chateaubriand said, "The novelist has set about writing historical romances, and the historian romantic histories." Yet Scott's writings were a great boon to an age which the influence of Burns and Cowper had not then emancipated from the stiff formalism, grandiloquence, and artificiality of Pope's imitators. They fill the imagination with romantic ideas; they refresh the mind with descriptions of real though outgrown life; they awaken sentiments of joyous amiability; and they are free from every debasing element. With all his verbosity, and rapidity and carelessness of composition, Scott is emphatically a picturesque author. His reputation began with The Lay of the Last Minstrel, published in his thirty-second year, in which an old Border minstrel is represented as relating, in romantic stanzas, the wild legends of his country. The following is a part of the description of II. The Aged Minstrel. 1. The way was long, the wind was cold, His withered cheek, and tresses gray, 2. No more, on prancing palfrey borne, The unpremeditated lay: Old times were changed, old manners gone, The bigots of the iron time Had called his harmless art a crime. 3. Amid the strings his fingers strayed, In varying cadence, soft or strong, |