THE ISLE.

THERE was a little lawny islet
By anemone and violet,

Like mosaic, paven:

And its roof was flowers and leaves
Which the summer's breath enweaves,
Where nor sun nor showers nor breeze
Pierce the pines and tallest trees,
Each a gem engraven.
Girt by many an azure wave

With which the clouds and mountains pave
A lake's blue chasm.

LINES.

I.

WE meet not as we parted,

We feel more than all may see,

My bosom is heavy-hearted,

And thine full of doubt for me.
One moment has bound the free.

II.

That moment is gone for ever,

Like lightning that flashed and died, Like a snow-flake upon the river, Like a sunbeam upon the tide, Which the dark shadows hide.

The

III.

That moment from time was singled
As the first of a life of pain,
cup of its joy was mingled
-Delusion too sweet though vain!
Too sweet to be mine again.

IV.

Sweet lips, could my heart have hidden
That its life was crushed by you,
Ye would not have then forbidden
The death which a heart so true
Sought in your briny dew.

Methinks too little cost
For a moment so found, so lost!

FRAGMENT: TO THE MOON.

BRIGHT wanderer, fair coquette of heaven,
To whom alone it has been given
To change and be adored for ever,
Envy not this dim world, for never
But once within its shadow grew
One fair as-

EPITAPH.

THESE are two friends whose lives were undivided;

So let their memory be, now they have glided Under the grave; let not their bones be parted, For their two hearts in life were single-hearted

TRANSLATIONS.

TRANSLATIONS.

HYMN TO MERCURY.

TRANSLATED FROM THE GREEK OF HOMER.

I.

SING, Muse, the son of Maia and of Jove,
The Herald-child, king of Arcadia

And all its pastoral hills, whom, in sweet love
Having been interwoven, modest May
Bore Heaven's dread Supreme-an antique
grove

Shadowed the cavern where the lovers lay In the deep night, unseen by Gods or men; And white-armed Juno slumbered sweetly then.

II.

Now, when the joy of Jove had its fulfilling, And Heaven's tenth moon chronicled her relief,

She gave to light a babe all babes excelling,
A schemer subtle beyond all belief;
A shepherd of thin dreams, [and] a cow-stealing,
A night-watching, and door-waylaying thief,
Who 'mongst the Gods was soon about to
thieve,

And other glorious actions to achieve.

III.

The babe was born at the first peep of day;
He began playing on the lyre at noon;
And the same evening did he steal away