And now I see with eye serene WORDSWORTH. SORROW. MOURN not, sweet Maid, nor fondly try To rob me of my sorrow; It is the only friend that I To bid my heart good-morrow. I would not chase him from my heart, And each has learned his brother's part To know one from the other. Thus, love will fold his arms and moan, And sorrow has caught love's soft tone, And learned his smile to borrow. Only one mark of difference they H. NEELE. LOVE CONCEALED. YET 'tis said She kept it to her death;-that, oft as love Would heave the struggling passion to her lips, Shame set a seal upon them; thus long time She nourish'd in this strife of love and modesty, An inward, slow-consuming martyrdom, Till, in the sight of him her soul most cherish'd, F Like flow'rs that on a river's margin fading Through lack of moisture, drop into the stream, So, sinking in his arms, her parting breath Reveal'd her story. SONG. TOBIN. TAKE, oh! take those lips away Seals of love, but seal'd in vain! Hide, oh! hide those hills of snow, SHAKSPERE. ECHO. How sweet the answer Echo makes To music at night, When, roused by lute or by horn, she wakes, Yet Love hath echoes truer far, And far more sweet, Than e'er, beneath the moonlight's star, 'Tis when the sigh in youth sincere, And only then,— The sigh, that's breathed for one to hear, Breathed back again! T. MOORE. THE SEALS. [Written at the suggestion of a Lover, wao inferred the decline of his Mistress's affectious from her changing the Seals of her Letters.] YOU'VE changed the seal-you've changed it thrice! Your first implied you loved: How welcome was the dear device, A thousand kisses proved. Your next was love,-it spoke the flame, Yet scarce so plain, methought; I kiss'd it, wishing it the same The second change was change indeed! But 't was a farewell kiss! The sunflower. "Though lost to sight, to memory dear." "May the wings of friendship never moult a feather." |