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I.

WHEN winds that move not its calm surface sweep
The azure sea, I love the land no more:
The smiles of the serene and tranquil deep
Tempt my unquiet mind.—But when the roar
Of ocean's grey abyss resounds, and foam
Gathers upon the sea, and vast waves burst,
I turn from the drear aspect to the home
Of earth and its deep woods, where, interspersed,
When winds blow loud, pines make sweet melody;
Whose house is some lone bark, whose toil the sea,
Whose prey, the wandering fish, an evil lot

Has chosen.-But I my languid limbs will fling
Beneath the plane, where the brook's murmuring
Moves the calm spirit but disturbs it not.

II.

PAN loved his neighbour Echo-but that child
Of Earth and Air pined for the Satyr leaping;
The Satyr loved with wasting madness wild
The bright nymph Lyda-and so the three went
weeping.

As Pan loved Echo, Echo loved the Satyr ;
The Satyr, Lyda-and thus love consumed

them.

And thus to each-which was a woeful matter-
To bear what they inflicted, justice doomed them;
For, inasmuch as each might hate the lover,
Each, loving, so was hated.-Ye that love not
Be warned-in thought turn this example over,
That, when ye love, the like return ye prove not.

SONNET FROM THE ITALIAN OF DANTE.

DANTE ALIGHIERI TO GUIDO CAVALCANTI.

GUIDO, I would that Lappo, thou, and I,
Led by some strong enchantment, might ascend
A magic ship, whose charmed sails should fly
With winds at will where'er our thoughts might
So that no change, nor any evil chance, [wend,
Should mar our joyous voyage; but it might be,

That even satiety should still enhance
Between our hearts their strict community;
And that the bounteous wizard then would place
Vanna and Bice and my gentle love,
Companions of our wandering, and would grace
With passionate talk, wherever we might rove,
Our time, and each were as content and free
As I believe that thou and I should be.

SCENES

FROM

THE "MAGICO PRODIGIOSO" OF CALDERON.

CYPRIAN as a Student; CLARIN and MoscoN as poor

Scholars, with books.

CYPRIAN.

In the sweet solitude of this calm place,
This intricate wild wilderness of trees

And flowers and undergrowth of odorous plants,
Leave me ; the books you brought out of the house
To me are ever best society.

And whilst with glorious festival and song
Antioch now celebrates the consecration
Of a proud temple to great Jupiter,
And bears his image in loud jubilee

To its new shrine, I would consume what still
Lives of the dying day, in studious thought,

Far from the throng and turmoil. You, my friends,
Go and enjoy the festival; it will

Be worth the labour, and return for me
When the sun seeks its grave among the billows,
Which among dim grey clouds on the horizon
Dance like white plumes upon a hearse ;—and here
I shall expect you.

MOSCON.

I cannot bring my mind,
Great as my haste to see the festival
Certainly is, to leave you, Sir, without
Just saying some three or four hundred words.
How is it possible that on a day

Of such festivity, you can bring your mind
To come forth to a solitary country

With three or four old books, and turn your back
On all this mirth?

CLARIN.

My master's in the right; There is not anything more tiresome Than a procession day, with troops of men, And dances, and all that.

MOSCON.

From first to last,

Clarin, you are a temporizing flatterer ;

You praise not what you feel, but what he does ;Toadeater!

CLARIN.

You lie under a mistake

For this is the most civil sort of lie
That can be given to a man's face. I now
Say what I think.

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The wisdom

Of the old world masked with the names of Gods The attributes of Nature and of Man;

A sort of popular philosophy.

CYPRIAN.

This reply will not satisfy me, for

Such awe is due to the high name of God,
That ill should never be imputed. Then,
Examining the question with more care,
It follows, that the gods should always will
That which is best, were they supremely good.
How then does one will one thing-one another?
And you may not say that I allege
Poetical or philosophic learning:-
Consider the ambiguous responses

Of their oracular statues; from two shrines
Two armies shall obtain the assurance of

One victory. Is it not indisputable
That two contending wills can never lead
To the same end? And, being opposite,
If one be good is not the other evil?
Evil in God is inconceivable ;

But supreme goodness fails among the gods
Without their union.

DÆMON.

I deny your major. These responses are means towards some end Unfathomed by our intellectual beam. They are the work of providence, and more The battle's loss may profit those who lose, Than victory advantage those who win.

CYPRIAN.

That I admit, and yet that God should not (Falsehood is incompatible with deity)

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