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The mystic word, till then ne'er told There seemed around me some dark
To living creature of earth's mould ! chain,
Scarce was it said, when, quick as Which still, as I essayed to soar,

Baffled, alas ! each wild endeavour : Her lips from mine, like echo, caught Dead lay my wings, as they have lain The holy sound-her hands and eyes Since that sad hour, and will remainWere instant lifted to the skies,

So wills the offended God-for ever!
And thrice to heaven she spoke it out,
With that triumphant look Faith

It was to yonder star I traced
Her journey up the illumined waste-

That isle in the blue firmament,
When not a cloud of fear or doubt,

To which so oft her fancy went
A vapour from this vale of tears,
Between her and her God appears !

In wishes and in dreams before,
And which was now—such, Purity,

Thy blest reward-ordained to be That very moment her whole frame

Her home of light for evermore! All bright and glorified became, Once-or did I but fancy so ?And at her back I saw unclose

Even in her flight to that fair sphere, Two wings magnificent as those 'Mid all her spirit's new-felt glow,

That sparkle round the eternal throne, A pitying look she turned below Whose plumes, as buoyantly she rose Õn him who stood in darkness here; Above

in the moonbeam shone

Him whom, perhaps, if vain regret With a pure light, which-from its hue, Can dwell in heaven, she pities yet ; Unknown upon this earth-I knew And oft, when looking to this dim Was light from Eden, glistening And distant world, remembers bim.

through! Most holy vision ! ne'er before But soon that passing dream was gone;

Did aught so radiant-since the day Farther and farther off she shone, When Lucifer, in falling, bore

Till lessened to a point as small The third of the bright stars away – As are those specks that yonder burnRise, in earth's beauty, to repair Those vivid drops of light, that fall That loss of light and glory there ! 3 The last from day's exhausted urn. But did I tamely view

her flight ? And when at length she merged, afar, Did not 1, too, proclaim out thrice Into her own immortal star, The powerful words that were, that And when at length my straining sight night,

Had caught her wing's last fading ray, Oh, even for Heaven too much delight!- That minute from my soul the light Again to bring us eyes to eyes,

Of heaven and love both passed away; And soul to soul in Paradise ? And I forgot my home, my birth, I did—I spoke it o'er and o'er

Profaned my spirit, sunk my brow, I prayed, I wept, but all in vain ; And revelled in gross joys of earth, For me the spell had power no more, Till I became-what I am now !

1 And his tail drew the third part of the stars the completion of that grade alone; or, as it is of heaven, and did oast them to the earth.' Rev. explained by Salonius (Dial. in Eccl.) — Decem xii. 4.-Docent sancti (says Suai ez) supremum sunt ordines angelorum, sed unus cecidit per angelum traxisse secum tertiam partem stel- superbiam, et idcirco boni angeli semper laborant, larum.'-Lib. 7. cap. 7.

ut de hominibus numerus adimpleatur, et pro2 The idea of the Fathers was, that the veniat ad perfectum numerum, id est, denarium.' vacancies occasioned in the different orders of According to some theologians, virgins alone are angels by the fall were to be filled up from the admitted ad collegium angelorum;' but the human race. There is, however, another opinion, authorof the Speculum Peregrinarum Quæstionum backed by papal authority, that it was only the rather questions this exclusive privilege :- Hoc tenth order of the Celestial Hierarchy that fell, non videtur verum, quia multi, non virgines, ut and that, therefore, the promotions which occa- Petrus et Magdalena, multis etiam virginibus sionally take place from earth are intended for eminentiores sunt,'-Decad. 2, cap. 10,


wear ;


The Spirit bowed his head in shame; Spirits of Knowledge, who o'er Time

A shame that of itself would tell- And Space and Thought an empire Were there not even those breaks of claimed, tlame,

Second alone to Him, whose light Celestial, through his clouded frame-- Was, even to theirs, as day to nightHow grand the height from which he 'Twixt whom and them was distance

fell! That holy Shame which ne'er forgets And wide, as would the journey be The unblenched renown it used to To reach from any island star

The vague shores of infinity! Whose blush remains, when Virtue sets,

To show her sunshine has been there. Once only, while the tale he toid,

| 'Twas Rubi, in whose mournful eye Were his eyes lifted to behold

Slept the dim light of days gone by ; That happy stainless star, where she

Whose voice, though sweet, fell on the Dwelt in her bower of purity ! One minute did he look, and then

Like echoes in some silent place, As though he felt some deadly pain

When first awaked for many a year ; From its sweet light through heart

And when he smiled—if o'er his face and brain

Smile ever shone—'twas like the grace Shrunk back, and never looked again. The sunny life, the glory gone.

Of moonlight rainbows, fair, but wan,
Even o'er his pride, though still the

same, Who was the Second Spirit ?--he A softening shade from sorrow came; With the proud front and piercing And though at times his spirit knew glance,

The kindlings of disdain and ire, Who seemed, when viewing heaven's Short was the fitful glare they threw

Like the last flashes, fierce but few, expanse, As though his far-sent eye could see

Seen through some noble pile on fire! On, ou into the Immensity Behind the veils of that blue sky, Such was the Angel who now broke Where God's sublimest secrets lie ?- The silence that had come o'er all, His wings, the while, though day was When he, the Spirit that last spoke, gone,

Closed the sad history of his fall; Flashing, with many a various hue And, while a sacred Justre, flown Of light they from themselves alone, For many a day, relumed his cheek,

Instinct with Eden's brightness drew? Beautiful as in days of old ; 'Twas Rubi'—once among the prime And not those eloquent lips alone, And flower of those bright creatures, But every feature seemed to speaknamed

Thus his eventful story told :

1 I might have chosen, perhaps, some better find it expressly forbidden in one of the canons name; but it is meant (like that of Zaraph in the (35th) of the Council of Laodicea, ovou aSELV TOUS following story) to define the particular class of ayyesovs. Josephus, too, mentions, among the spirits to which the angel belonged. The author religious rites of the Essenes, their 'swearing to of the Book of Enoch, who estimates at 200 the preserve the names of the angels,' -oovtipnoely number of angels that descended upon Mount Ta twv ayye.wy ovouata.-Bell. Jud. lib. 2, cap. Hermon, for the purpose of making love to the 8. See upon this subject Van Dale, de Orig.ct women of earth, has favoured us with the names Progress. Idololat. cap. 9. of their leader and chiefs-Samyaza, Urakabard- 2 The word cherub signifies knowledge-TO meel, Akibeci, Tamiel, etc. etc.

γνοστικον αυτων και θεοπτικον, says Dionysius. In that heretical worship of angels, which llence it is that Ezekiel, to express the abundance prevailed to a great degree during the first ages of their knowledge, represents them as 'full of of Christianity, to name them seems to have been eyes.' one of the most important ceremonies ; for we

SECOND ANGEL'S STORY. For ever, with a spell-like weight,

Upon my spirit-early, late, You both remember well the day Whate'er I did, or dreamed, or felt,

When unto Eden's new-made bowers, The thought of what might yet befall He, whom all living things obey, That splendid creature mixed with all.

Summoned his chief angelic powers," Nor she alone, but her whole race To witness the one wonder yet,

Through ages yet to come—whate'er Beyond man, angel, star, or sun, Of feminine, and fond, and fair, He must achieve, ere he could set

Should spring from that pure mind and His seal upon the world as done

face, To see that last perfection rise,

All waked my soul's intensest care : That crowning of creation's birth, Their forms, souls, feeling, still to me When, ʼmid the worship and surprise God's most disturbing mystery! Of circliug angels, Woman's eyes

First opened upon heaven and earth; It was my doom--even from the first, And from their lids a thrill was sent,

When summoned with my cherub That through each living spirit went, Like first light through the firmament! To witness the young vernal burst


Of nature through those blooming Can you forget how gradual stole

spheres, The fresh awakened breath of soul

Those Aowers of light, that spring Throughout her perfect form-which beneath seemed

The first touch of the Eternal's breath To grow transparent, as there beamed It was my doom still to be haunted That dawn of mind within, and caught By some new wonder, some sublime New loveliness from each new thought?

And matchless work, that, for the Slow as o'er summer seas we trace

time, The progress of the noon-tide air, Held all my soul enchained, enchanted, Dimpling its bright and silent face And left me not a thought, a dream, Each minute into some new grace,

A word, but on that only theme ! And varying heaven's reflections there

The wish to know that endless thirst," Or, like the light of evening stealing

Which even by quenching is awaked, O’er some fair temple, which all day And which becomes or blessed orcursed, Hath slept in shadow, slow revealing

As is the fount whereat 'tis slaked Its several beauties, ray by ray,

Still urged me onward, with desire Till it shines out, a thing to bless,

Insatiate, to explore, inquire-
All full of light and loveliness.

Whate'er the wondrous things might be,
That waked each new idolatry-

Their cause, aim, source from whence
Can you forget her blush when round they sprung,
Through Eden's lone enchanted ground Their inmost powers, as though for me
She looked—and at the sea, the skies, Existence on that knowledge hung,

And heard the rush of many a wing,
By God's command then vanishing, Oh what a vision were the stars,
And saw the last few angel eyes,

When first I saw them burn on high,
Still lingering-mine among the rest, - Rolling along, like living cars
Reluctant leaving scene so blest ? Of light for gods to journey by!
From that miraculous hour, the fate They were my heart's first passion--days

Of this new glorious Being dwelt And nights, unwearied, in their rays

1 St. Augustin, upon Genesis, seems rather inclined to admit that the angels had some share (aliquod ministerium) in the creation of Adam and Eve.


Have I hung floating, till each sense Worlds upon worlds, yet found his mind Seemed full of their bright influence. Even in that luminous range confined, Innocent joy ! alas, how much

Now blest the humblest, meanest sod Of misery had I shunned below, Of the dark earth where Woman trod! Could I have still lived blest with such; In vain my former idols glistened Nor, proud and restless, burned to From their far thrones; in vain these

know The knowledge that brings guilt and To the once thrilling music listened, woe!

That hymned around my favourite Often-so much I loved to trace

spheresThe secrets of this starry race

To earth, to earth each thought was Have I at morn and evening run

given, Along the lines of radiance spun,

That in this half-lost soul had birth; Like webs, between them and the sun, Like some high mount, whose head's Untwisting all the tangled ties

in heaven, Of light into their different dyes

Whileits wholeshadow rests on earth! Then fleetly winged I off, in quest Of those, the farthest, loneliest, Nor was it Love, even yet, that thralled That watch, like winking sentinels, My spirit in his burning ties; The void, beyond which Chaos dwells, And less, still less could it be called And there, with noiseless plume, pur- That grosser flame, round which Love sued

flies Their track through that grand solitude, Nearer and nearer, till he diesAsking intently all aud each

No, it was wonder, such as thrilled What soul within their radiance At all God's works my dazzled sense; dwelt,

The same rapt wonder, only filled And wishing their sweet light were With passion, more profound, in. speech,

teuse, That they might tell me all they felt. i A vehement, but wandering fire,

Which, though nor love, nor yet desire,

Though through all womankind it took Nay, oft, so passionate my chase Of these resplendent heirs of space,

Its range, as vague as lightnings run,

Yet wanted but a touch, a look, Oft did I follow-lest a ray

To fix it burning upon One. Should 'scape me in the farthest night

Then, too, the ever-restless zeal,
Some pilgrim Comet, on his way

The insatiate curiosity
To visit distant shrines of light;
And well remember how I sung,

To know what shapes, so fair, must

feelExulting out, when on my sight New worlds of stars, all fresh and young,

To look, but once, beneath the seal

Of so much loveliness, and see As if just born of darkness, sprung!

What souls belonged to those bright

eyesSuch was my pure ambition then, Whether, as sunbeams find their way

My sinless transport, night and morn, Into the gem that hidden lies, Ere this still newer world of men,

Those looks could inward turn their And that most fair of stars was born, ray, Which I, in fatal hour, saw rise

To make the soul as bright as they ! Among the flowers of Paradise ! All this impelled my anxious chase, Thenceforth my nature all was changed, And still the more I saw and knew

My heart, soul, senses turned below; Of Woman's fond, weak, conquering And he, who but so lately ranged

race, Yon wonderful expanse, where glow The intenser still my wonder grew.

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I had beheld their first, their Eve, I had seen this; had seen Man-armed

Born in that splendid Paradise, As his soul is with strength and Which God made solely to receive

The first light of her waking eyes. By her first words to ruin charmed ; I had seen purest angels lean

His vaunted reason's cold defence, In worship o'er her from above; Like an ice-barrier in the ray And man-oh, yes—had envying seen Of melting summer, smiled away! Proud man possessed of all her love. Nay-stranger yet-spite of all this

Though by her counsels taught to err, I saw their happiness, so brief,

Though driven from Paradise for her So exquisite-her error, too,a (And with herthat, at least, was bliss), That easy trust, that prompt belief Had I not heard him, ere he crossed

In what the warm heart wishes true; The threshold of that earthly heaven, That faith in words, when kindly said, Which by her wildering smile he lostBy which the whole fond sex is led So quickly was the wrong forgivenMingled with (what I durst not blame, Had I not heard him, as he pressed

For 'tis my own) that wish to know, The frail fond trembler to a breast

Sad, fatal zeal, so sure of woe; Which she had doomed to sin and strife, Which, though from Heaven all pure Call her-think what-his Life! his it came,

Life !3 Yet stained, misused, brought sin and Yes - such the love-taught name-the shame

first On her, on me, on all below!

That ruined Man to Woman gave,

1 Whether Eve was created in Paradise or not view of the matter, Pererius remarks that it is to is a question that has been productive of much Adam alone the Deity addresses his reproaches doubt and controversy among the theologians. for having eaten of the forbidden tree, because With respect to Adam, it is agreed on all sides that to Adam alone the order had been originally prohe was created outside ; and it is accordingly mulgated. So far, indeed, does the gallantry of asked, with some warmth, by one of the com- another commentator, Hugh de St. Victor, carry mentators, 'why should woman, the ignobler him, that he looks upon the words, I will put creature of the two, be created within?' Others, enmity between thee and the woman,' as a proof on the contrary, corisider this distinction as but that the sex was from that moment enlisted into a fair tribute to the superior beauty and purity the service of Heaven, as the chief foe and of women; and some, in their zeal, even seem to obstacle which the Spirit of Evil would have to think that, if the scene of her creation was not contend with in his inroads on this world :-'Si already Paradise, it became so, immediately upon deinceps Eva inimica Diabolo, ergo suit grata et that event, in compliment to her. Josephus is amica Deo.' one of those who think that Eve was formed out- 3 Chavah (or, as it is in the Latin version, side; Tertullian, too, among the Fathers; and, Eva) has the same signification as the Greek, among the Theologians, Rupertus, who, to do Zoe (Life). him justice, never misses an opportunity of put- Epiphanius, among others, is not a little surting on record his ill-will to the sex. Pererius, prised at the application of such a name to Eve, however (and his opinion seems to be considered so immediately, too, after that awful denunciation the most orthodox), thinks it more consistent of death, ‘Dust thou art,' etc. etc. Some of the with the order of the Mosaic narration, as well commentators think that it was meant as a as with the sentiments of Basil and other sarcasm, and spoken by Adam, in the first bitterFathers, to conclude that Eve was created in ness of his heart,--in the same spirit of irony Paradise.

(says Pererius) as that of the Greeks in calling 2 The comparative extent of Eve's delinquency, their Furies, Eumenides, or Gentle. But the and the proportion which it bears to that of Bishop of Chalon rejects this supposition :-'ExAdam, is another point which has exercised the plodendi sane qui id nominis ab Adamo per tiresome ingenuity of the commentators; and ironiam inditum uxori suæ putant; atque quod they seem generally to agree (with the exception mortis causa esset, amaro joco vitam appellasse.' always of Rupertus) that, as she was not yet With a similar feeling of spleen against women, created when the prohibition was issued, and some of these distillateurs des Saintes Lettres therefore could not have heard it (a conclusion (as Bayle calls them), in rendering the text I remarkably confirmed by the inaccurate way in will make him a help meet for him, translate which she reports it to the serpent), her share in these last words against or contrary to him’ (a the crime of disobedience is considerably lighter meaning which, it appears, the original, will than that of Adam. In corroboration of this bear), and represent them as piophetic of those

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