PAGE 20 PORTRAIT, OH, COULD WE DO WITH THIS WORLD OF OURS. Oh, could we do with this world of ours What a heaven on earth we'd make it! SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND. She is far from the land where her young hero slceps, And lovers are round her, sighing: But coldly she turns. from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying, SHE SUNG OF LOVE. She sung of Love, while o'er her lyre The rosy rays of evening fell, As if to feed, with their soft fire, The soul within that trembling shell, DRINK TO HER. With golden key Wealth thought To pass-but 'twould not do: While Wit a diamond brought, Which cut his bright way through, THE MEETING OF THE WATERS. Sweet Vale of Avoca, how calm could Í rest In thy bosom of shade, with the friends I love best, Where the storms that we feel in this cold world should ccase, LOVE'S YOUNG DREAM. No, there's nothing half so sweet in life As Love's young dream, O'DONOHUE'S MISTRESS. For when the last April sun grows dim, LALLA ROOKH-Frontispiece, LALLA ROOKH-Title, THE VEILED PROPHET-ZELICA. You saw her pale dismay, Ye wond'ring sisterhood, and heard the burst P Scarce had she said These breathless words, when a voice deep and dread From their first sleep-so startling 'twas to both Rung through the casement near, Thy oath, thy oath," But hark-she stops-she listens-dreadful tone, PARADISE AND THE PERI. One morn a Peri at the gate Of Eden stood, disconsolate, Nay, turn not from me that dear face- Then swift his haggard brow he turn'd Though ever yet hath day beam burn'd Myidrens have boded all too right- 'Twas lit, 'twas heavenly, but 'tis past, Fiercely he broke away, nor stopp'd, Nor look'd-but from the lattice dropp'd HINDA. And watch, and look along the deep, For him whose smiles first made her weep, THE LIGHT OF THE HARAM-NAMOUNA. 323 325 |