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And then, dissolving, filters through itself, “'hene‘er the land, that loses shadow, breathes, Like as a taper melts before a fire,
Even such I was, without a sigh or tear,
But, when I heard in those sweet melodies Compassion for me , more than had they said , “ O wherefore , lady, dost thou thus consume him?
The ice , that was about my heart congealed,
Confusion and dismay, together mingled,
Even as a cross-bow breaks, when ’t is discharged, Too tensely drawn the bow-string and the bow, And with less force the arrow hits the mark;
So I gave way under this heavy burden,
GENTLE Spring! -- in sunshine clad,
He sees thee, and calls to his gloomy train,
When thy merry step draws near.
Winter giveth the fields and the trees, so old,
And the rain , it raineth so fast and cold,
And, snugly housed from the wind and weather,
Mope like birds that are changing feather.
But the storm retires, and the sky grows clear,
Winter maketh the sun in the gloomy sky
THE CHILD ASLEEP.
FROM THE FRENCH.
SWEET babe! true portrait of thy father’s face,
Upon that tender eye, my little friend,
Soft sleep shall come , that cometh not to me! I watch to see thee , nourish thee , defend; —
’T is sweet to watch for thee, — alone for thee!
His arms fall down; sleep sits upon his brow;
His eye is closed; he sleeps, nor dreams of harm. Wore not his cheek the apple’s ruddy glow,
Would you not say he slept on Death’s cold arm?
Awake , my boy! — I tremble with afi'right!
Awake , and chase this fatal thought! — Unclose Thine eye but for one moment on the light!
Even at the price of thine, give me repose!
KING Carusrmn stood by the lofty mast
North Sea! a glimpse of Wessel rent