III. Of thee, who wert so dear, And, yet, I do not weep; For, thine eyes were stained by many a tear Before they went to sleep; And, if I haunt the past, Yet may I not repine, Since thou hast won thy rest at last, And all the grief is mine. I think upon thy gain, IV. Whate'er to me it cost, And fancy dwells, with less of pain, On all that I have lost ;- And love, that—like the nightingale - Thou art my spirit's all, V. Just as thou wert in youth, Still from thy grave no shadows fall Upon my lonely truth ; A taper yet above thy tomb, Since lost its sweeter rays, And what is memory, through the gloom, Was hope, in brighter days! Q 3 VI.. I am pining for the home Where sorrow sinks to sleep, Where the weary and the weepers come, And they cease to toil and weep! Why walk about with smiles That each should be a tear, Like the white plumes that fling their wiles Above an early bier! VII. Or like those fairy things, Those insects of the east, Which have their beauty in their wings, Which fold their colours of the sky And flash their splendours on the eye, At eve, to sail upon the tide, To roam along the shore, So sweet while thou wert at my side, There is in heaven, and o'er the flood, The same deep azure now; The same notes warble through the wood; Where art thou?' But III. Men say there is a voice of mirth But sounds of gladness on the earth I cannot know again. The rippling of the summer sea, All speak with one sad voice to me; HOAR-FROST. BY WILLIAM HOWITT, ESQ. WHAT dream of beauty ever equalled this! What visions of my boyhood do I miss Shapes that amaze; a paradise that is,— INFLEXIBILITY. A Dramatic Sketch. SCENE. Berkeley Square. Lady Mary Leslie's Boudoir. Persons-LADY MARY. THE HONOURABLE MRS. LESLIE. MRS. LESLIE. I'LL not go; that's positive-sure, Lady Mary, you won't let Mr. Leslie drag you down to that horrible old place; just to humour the unreasonable whims of our honoured papa and mamma-in-law, by keeping Christmas with them, and the bats and owls, and old family por traits; (monsters! how I hate the sight of them!) instead of joining the select of Beau-Vallon, where you know we have half engaged ourselves to take part in the private theatricals, and half promised for our sposi. LADY MARY. Yes; without their knowing any thing of the matter, poor dear souls! |