with the growths of ancient forests. His mind was still immature when he left us, for it was one of those plenteous urns that filter its waters slowly, but it was a mind capable of severe training, and great leadings.

Give me an amulet

That keeps intelligence with you,
Red when you love, and rosier red,
And when you love not, pale and blue.

Alas, that neither bonds nor vows

Can certify possession;

Torments me still the fear that love

Died in its last expression.

FROM UHLAND.

THE CASTLE BY THE SEA.

"SAW'ST thou a castle fair? Yon castle by the sea ? Golden and rosy, there,

The clouds float gorgeously.

And fain it would descend

Into the wave below:

And fain it would soar and blend

With the evening's crimson glow."

Yon castle I have viewed,

Yon castle by the sea :
The moon above it stood,

And the mists hung heavily.

"The wind and the heaving sea,
Sounded they fresh and strong?
From the hall came notes of glee
Harping and festive song?"

The winds and the waters all
Rested in slumber deep,

And I heard from the moaning hall

Music that made me weep.

"Saw'st thou the King and his spouse?

Walked they there side by side?

The diadem on their brows,

And their mantles waving wide.

Led they their cherished one,
With joy, a maiden fair?
Resplendent as the Sun,

In the light of her golden hair."

Well saw I the royal pair;

But without the crown, I wot:
Dark mourning weeds they ware:
The maiden saw I not.

H.

ETERNITY.

UTTER no whisper of thy human speech,
But in celestial silence let us tell

Of the great waves of God that through us swell,
Revealing what no tongue could ever teach;
Break not the omnipotent calm, even by a prayer,
Filled with Infinite, seek no lesser boon:

But with these pines, and with the all-loving moon,
Asking naught, yield thee to the Only Fair;
So shall these moments so divine and rare,
These passing moments of the soul's high noon,
Be of thy day the first pale blush of morn;
Clad in white raiment of God's newly born,
Thyself shalt see when the great world is made
That flows forever forth from Love unstayed.

D.

VESPERS.

I.

SERENEST evening! whether fall
In arrowy gold thy sunset beams,
Or dimmer radiance maketh all
Like landscapes seen in dreams,
I joy apart with thee to walk,
I joy with thee alone to talk.

With speech is thy clear blue endowed,
Thy archipelagoes of cloud :-
Of sweetest music and most rare,
I hear the utterances there,
And nightly does my being rise
To fonder, converse with thy skies.
My home I from thy mists create,
Or, with thy fires incorporate,
Am lightly to the zenith swinging,
Or pouring glory on the woods,
Or through some lowly window flinging
The sunset's blessed floods.

Mine is the beauty of the hour,

Mine most, when most I feel its power.

II.

Behold the vast array of tents

For me to sentinel to night;

An instant, this magnificence

Has faded out of sight.

The tents are struck: the warriors' march

Subsides along the stately arch.

I saw the sword their leader drew

Beneath the banner's crimson edge;

'T was lightning to the common view, To me, a solemn pledge,