y choral hymns, O spirit-shore,
Ne'er may I hear such thrilling sweetness more!

4.

"I know the worth within the heart which sighs,
Yet shuns, the modest sorrow to declare;
And what rude Fortune niggardly denies,
Love to the noble can with love repair.
The lowly have the loftiest destinies;
Love only culls the flower that love should wear;
And ne'er in vain for love's rich gifts, shill yearn
The heart that feels their wealth--and can return!"

TO EMMA.

1.

Amidst the cloud-grey deeps afar
The Bliss departed lies;
How linger on one lonely star
The loving wistful eyes!
Alas--a star in truth--the light
Shines but a signal of the night!

2.

If lock'd within the icy chill
Of the long sleep, thou wert--
My faithful grief could find thee still
A life within my heart;--
But, oh, the worse despair to see
Thee live to earth, and die to me!

3.

Can those sweet longing hopes, which make
Love's essence, thus decay?
Can that be love which doth forsake?--
_That_ love--which fades away?
That earthly gifts are brief, I knew--
Is that all heaven-born mortal too?

TO A YOUNG FRIEND DEVOTING HIMSELF TO PHILOSOPHY.

Severe the proof the Grecian youth was doom'd to undergo,
Before he might what lurks beneath the Eleusinia know--
Art _thou_ prepared and ripe, the shrine--that inner shrine--to win,
Where Pallas guards from vulgar eyes the mystic prize within?
Know'st thou what bars thy way? how dear the bargain thou dost make,
When but to buy uncertain good, sure good thou dost forsake?
Feel'st thou sufficient strength to brave the deadliest human fray--
When Heart from Reason--Sense from Thought, shall rend themselves away?
Sufficient valour, war with Doubt, the Hydra-shape, to wage;
And that worst Foe within thyself with manly soul engage?
With eyes that keep their heavenly health--the innocence of youth
To guard from every falsehood, fair beneath the mask of Truth?
Fly, if thou can'st not trust thy heart to guide thee on the way--
Oh, fly the charmed margin ere th' abyss engulf its prey.
Round many a step that seeks the light, the shades of midnight close;
But in the glimmering twilight, see--how safely Childhood goes!

THE PUPPET-SHOW OF LIFE.

(_Das Spiel des Lebens._)

A PARAPHRASE.

A _literal_