2. 3. "And she forgot the stars, the moon, and sun; And she forgot the blue above the trees; And she forgot the dells where waters run; And she forgot the chilly autumn breeze : She had no knowledge when the day was done, And the new morn she saw not;-but in peace Hung over her sweet Basil evermore, "She seemed a part of joyous spring: 4. 5. "Let me thy sweetest comfort borrow, Thy heaven-born radiance round me shed, And wave thy silver pinions o'er my "With such a horrid clang While the red fire and smouldering clouds outbrake; The aged earth aghast, With terror of that blast, Shall from the surface to the centre shake; spread His throne !” C. C. 113. "Aloud the driving tempest roars; Congeal'd, impetuous showers descend; Haste, close the windows, bar the doors! * In nature's aid let art supply With light and heat my little sphere. Rouse, rouse the logs, and pile them high! I. "He is a of high degree, And I, a poor recluse." 2. "And oft, in youthful reverie, She dreamed what Paradise might be, 3. "And now, with shouts and clapping, And noise of weeping loud, He enters through the gate, Borne by the joyous crowd." 4. "Half-pleas'd, contented will I be, Content but half to please." 5. 6. "I'll conceal My thoughts in passion ('tis the surest way); I'll bellow out for Rome, and for my country, And mouth at Cæsar, till I shake the "But the sound she heard not, Nor the sunshine heeded, For the thoughts of Were not of love." 7. "And she forgot her briar-torn gown, |