Murmuring lowly, murmuring ever,- Where dwell the Ghouls, · White-robed forms of friends long given,. In agony, to the Earth and Heaven. For the heart whose woes are legion - But the traveller, travelling through it, By a route obscure and lonely, Where an Eidolon, named NIGht, TO ZANTE. AIR isle, that from the fairest of all flowers, No more no more upon thy verdant slopes! No more! alas, that magical sad sound Transforming all! Thy charms shall please no more— Thy memory no more! Accursed ground Henceforth I hold thy flower-enamelled shore, O hyacinthine isle! O purple Zante ! "Isola d'oro! Fior di Levante ! " And EULALIE. . DWELT alone In a world of moan, my soul was a stagnant tide, Till the fair and gentle Eulalie became my blushing bride Till the yellow-haired young Eulalie became my smiling bride. With the moon tints of purple and pearl, Can vie with the modest Eulalie's most unregarded Can compare with the bright-eyed Eulalie's most humble While ever to her dear Eulalie upturns her matron eye While ever to her young Eulalie upturns her violet eye. ELDORADO. JAYLY bedight, A gallant knight, In sunshine and in shadow, Singing a song, In search of Eldorado. But he grew old This knight so bold And o'er his heart a shadow Fell as he found No spot of ground That looked like Eldorado. And, as his strength Failed him at length, He met a pilgrim shadow "Shadow," said he,' "Where can it be This land of Eldorado?" ISRAFEL.* N Heaven a spirit doth dwell As the angel Israfel, And the giddy stars (so legends tell) Tottering above In her highest noon, The enamored moon Blushes with love, While, to listen, the red levin (With the rapid Pleiades, even, . Pauses in Heaven. And they say (the starry choir And the other listening things) Is owing to that lyre. By which he sits and sings The trembling living wire Of those unusual strings. * And the angel Israfel, whose heart-strings are a lute, and who has the sweet. est voice of all God's creatures. Koran. |