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"Oh no-begone! I'll hear no more."
When she implored, and old Le Roc consented.
-Nor can'st thou, D'Arcy, feel resentment long;
And that dear Saint-may she once more descend
To make our home a heaven!
But now, in my hands, your's with her's unite.
Nor let the least be sent away.
Had Louis* then before the gate dismounted,
Like Henry, when he heard recounted +
*Louis the Fourteenth.
+ Alluding to a popular story related of Henry the Fourth of France; similar to ours of " The King and Miller of Mansfield."
(That night the miller's maid Colette
ODE TO SUPERSTITION.*
HENCE, to the realms of Night, dire Demon, hence!
Thy chain of adamant can bind
That little world, the human mind,
And sink its noblest powers to impotence.
Clot his shaggy mane with gore,
With flashing fury bid his eye-balls shine; Meek is his savage, sullen soul, to thine! Thy touch, thy deadening touch has steeled the breast, Whence, thro' her April-shower, soft Pity smiled; Has closed the heart each godlike virtue blessed, To all the silent pleadings of his child. † At thy command he plants the dagger deep, At thy command exults, tho' Nature bids him weep!
* Written in early youth.
+ The sacrifice of Iphigenia.
When, with a frown that froze the peopled earth,
Ha! what withering phantoms glare!
As blows the blast with many a sudden swell,
That veils its genius from the vulgar eye:
O'er solid seas, where Winter reigns, And holds each mountain-wave in chains, The fur-clad savage, ere he guides his deer By glistering star-light thro' the snow, Breathes softly in her wondering ear Each potent spell thou bad'st him know. By thee inspired, on India's sands, Full in the sun the Bramin stands;
* Lucretius, I, 63.
And, while the panting tigress hies
Smit by the scorchings of the noontide beam.
She clasps her lord to part no more,
And, wrapt in clouds, in tempests tost,
While the lone shepherd, near the shipless main, ‡ Sees o'er her hills advance the long-drawn funeral train.
Thou spak'st, and lo! a new creation glowed.
And at its base the trembling nations bowed.
Grasped the globe with iron hand.
• The funeral rite of the Hindoos.
The Fates of the Northern Mythology. See MALLET'S An-