LIGHT. A GLORIOUS Vision; as I walked at noon, The children of the sun came thronging round me, In shining robes and diamond-studded shoon; And they did wing me up with them, and soon In a bright dome of wondrous width I found me, Set all with beautiful eyes, whose wizard rays, Shed on my soul, in strong enchantment bound me; And so I looked and looked with dazzled gaze, Until my spirit drank in so much light That I grew like the sons of that glad place, Transparent, lovely, pure, serene, and bright: Then did they call me brother; and there grew Swift from my sides broad pinions gold and white, And with that happy flock a brilliant thing I flew! DARKNESS. A TERRIBLE dream: I lay at dead of night And then it grew to a balloon, and burst; And those dark waves quenched all mine inward light, That in my saturated mind no gleam Remained of beauty, peace, or love, or right: I was a spirit of darkness! - yet I knew I could not thus be left; it was but a dream; Still felt I full of horror; for a crew Of shadowy ITs hemmed in my harried mind, And all my dread was waking mad and blind. POETRY. To touch the heart, and make its pulses thrill, These are thine aims, O pure unearthly power! Eat angels' food, the manna thou dost shower: For thine are pleasures, deep, and tried, and true, Whether to read, or write, or think, or hear, By the gross million spurned, and fed on by the few. PROSE. THAT the fine edge of intellect is dulled, Thy darkness to confound with yon bright band, Who have swayed royally the mighty pen, And now as kings in prose on fame's clear summit stand. FRIENDSHIP, CONSTRAINED. GENTLE, but generous, modest, pure, and learned, So rare and noble seems thy precious worth, That the young fibres of my happier heart, Like tendrils to the sun, are stretching forth To twine around thy fragrant excellence, O child of love; so dear to me thou art, So coveted by me thy good influence! ENMITY, COMPELLED. COARSE, vain and vulgar, ignorant and mean, In tracking out gross pleasure's guilty game With eager eye, and bad heart all on flame, Such an one, like an Afreet, have I seen, Shedding o'er this fair world his baleful light, And can I love him? far be from my thought To show not such the charities I ought, But from his converse should I reap delight, Nor bid the tender sproutings of my mind Shrink from his evil, as from bane and blight, Nor back upon themselves my feelings roll? O moral monster, loveless and unkind, Thou art as wormwood to my secret soul! PHILANTHROPIC. COME near me, friends and brothers; hem me round The music of your tongues with magic sound Cowers not more fondly o'er her callow brood Than in most kind excuse of all your ill, My heart is warm and patient for your good; O that my power were measured by my will; Then would I bless you as I love you still, Forgiving, as I trust to be forgiven: An erring, needy pensioner of heaven. MISANTHROPIC. How long am I to smell this tainted air, Low counterfeits of devils, villanous men, I'll make my home in the hyæna's den, Or live with newts and bull-frogs on the fen: These at least are honest; - but for man, The best will cheat and use you if he can; The best is only varnished o'er with good; Subtle for self, for damning mammon keen, Cruel, luxurious, treacherous, proud, and mean, Great Justice, haste to crush the viper's brood: And I too am a man!-O wretched fate To be the thing I scorn COUNTRY. Most tranquil, innocent, and happy life, Here let me labor in the enamelled fields: To trim the bed, or turn the new-mown hay, Or pick the perfumed hop, or reap the golden corn! So should my peaceful life all smoothly glide away. TOWN. ENOUGH of lanes, and trees, and valleys green, And long to hear the gay glad hum of town: Flowers full of smiles, with fashion for their queen, For I do loathe that sickening solitude, |