Behold, she comes! My vision traces

The goddess as she earthward flies;

She comes, adorned with Chloe's graces,
And joy is laughing in her eyes.

Away with doubt-away with dolour!
A glory brightens Nature's face :

Daughter of Heaven, Earth's consoler,
Fly, Friendship, fly to my embrace !

But ah-this dart! My frame is shaken;
Wild tumults in my bosom rise :

I find, too late, that I've mistaken

For Friendship, Love in Friendship's guise.

CRONEGK.-Die verkleidete Liebe.

ON AN EGOTIST.

HERE lies a poor elf

Who did nought good or bad;

He loved but himself,

And no rival he had.

P. L. VERDIER.—Épitaphe d'un Égoïste.

THE OCEAN OF HOPE.

HOPE after hope is dashed to pieces,

Yet ne'er the heart from hoping ceases;

Wave after wave on ocean's breast

Is broken, yet he does not rest.

To sink and rise in endless motion,
That is the very life of ocean;

And hopes that come but to depart,

They are the surges of the heart.

As upward still the foam is driven,

So mount our dreams for aye to heaven;

And dream in dream is ever lost,

As foam in foam is ever tossed.

RÜCKERT.-Das Meer der Hoffnung

THE WEAPONS OF MAN.

NOT weaponless is fashioned man ;

I speak not of the sword

Who wields it worthily, it can

Right worthily reward

But other weapons Heaven gave
To make him strong and free,

And win him, were he born a slave,

A sovereign mastery.

And such a weapon is his Soul,

Resolved, whate'er betide,

To make the Loftiest its goal,

To spurn the Base aside;

That, when Misfortune wreaks her spite,

Firm as against a rock,

Swerves not a hairbreadth from the right,

And bravely bears the shock.

And such a weapon is his Heart,
With honest warmth aglow,

Where puling sorrow finds no part,
Though soft to real woe;

In worthy joy, a joyous mate,
To love, with honour, fain,

It would not for a kingdom bate
Of self-respect a grain.

And such a weapon is his Word,
The echo of his thought,

By sordid interest unstirred,

No bauble to be bought :

In fitting time, in fitting place,
It nobly makes a stand;
A treasure rich in evil days,
A pledge of good at hand.