Yet 'tis sweet balm to our despair. Fond, fairest boy, That heaven is God's, and thou art there, With him in joy: There past are death and all its woes. There beauty's stream forever flows, And pleasure's day no sunset knows, Casa Wappy! Farewell, then-for a while, farewell Pride of my heart! It cannot be that long we dwell. Thus torn apart: Time's shadows like the shuttle flee: Casa Wappy! That of thy slaves, this Ethiop slave "For he is ugly as the Night; The Caliph, then :-"No features fair, Love is the beauty he doth wear, And Love his glory is. When once a camel of my train There fell in narrow street, From broken casket roll'd amain "I winking to the slaves that I "One only at my side remainedBeside this Ethiop none: He, moveless as the steed he reined, Behind me sat alone. "What will thy gain, good fellow, be, Thus lingering at my side?' 'My king, that I shall faithfully Have guarded thee,' he cried. "True servant's title he may wear He only who has not, For his Lord's gifts, how rich soe'er, His Lord himself forgot." So thou alone dost walk before For if thou not to Him aspire, But to His gifts alone, Not Love, but covetous desire, Has brought thee to His throne. While such thy prayer, it climbs above In vain the golden key Of God's rich treasure-house of love, Thine own will never be EMERSON. THE HUMBLE-BEE. BURLY, dozing, humble-bee, Insect lover of the sun, Joy of thy dominion! Sailor of the atmosphere; Swimmer through the waves of air; Voyager of light and noon; Epicurean of June; Wait, I prithee, till I come Within earshot of thy hum, All without is martyrdom. When the south wind, in May days, With a net of shining haze Silvers the horizon wall, And, with softness touching all, Tints the human countenance With a colour of romance, And, infusing subtle heats, Turns the sod to violets, Thou, in sunny solitudes, Rover of the underwoods, The green silence dost displace Hot midsummer's petted crone, Of Syrian peace, immortal leisure, Aught unsavoury or unclean Hath my insect never seen; But violets and bilberry bells, Maple-sap, and daffodels, Grass with green flag half-mast high, Succory to match the sky, Wiser far than human seer, Thou dost mock at fate and care, |