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And the wall, which now had moldered,

From its very age has fallen.
And Jamblika says,--whose beauty

Far exceedeth all the others,--
When the fearfulshepherd lingers:--

"I will run, and food procure you,
Life and piece of gold I'll wager!"--

Ephebus had many a year now
Own'd the teaching of the Prophet

Jesus (Peace be with the Good One!)
And he ran, and at the gateway

Were the warders and the others.
Yet he to the nearest baker's,

Seeking bread, went swiftly onwards.--
"Rogue!" thus cried the baker--"hast thou,

Youth, a treasure, then, discover'd?
Give me,--for the gold betrays thee,--

Give me half, to keep thy secret!"--
And they quarrel.--To the monarch

Comes the matter; and the monarch
Fain would halve it, like the baker.

Now the miracle is proven
Slowly by a hundred tokens.

He can e'en his right establish
To the palace he erected,

For a pillar, when pierced open.
Leads to wealth he said 'twould lead to.

Soon are gather'd there whole races,
Their relationship to show him.

And as great-grandfather, nobly
Stands Jamblika's youthful figure.

As of ancestors, he hears them,
Speaking of his son and grandsons.

His great-grandsons stand around him,
Like a race of valiant mortals,

Him to honour,--him, the youngest.
And one token on another

Rises up, the proof completing;
The identity is proven

Of himself, and of his comrades.
Now returns he to the cavern,

With him go both king and people.--
Neither to the king nor people

E'er returns that chosen mortal;
For the Seven, who for ages--

Eight was, with the dog, their number--
Had from all the world been sunder'd,

Gabriel's mysterious power,
To the will of God obedient,

Hath to Paradise conducted,--
And the cave was closed for ever.

1814-15.
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SONGS FROM VARIOUS PLAYS, ETC
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FROM FAUST.
I.

DEDICATION.
YE shadowy forms, again ye're drawing near,

So wont of yore to meet my troubled gaze!
Were it in vain to seek to keep you here?

Loves still my heart that dream of olden days?
Oh, come then! and in pristine force appear,

Parting the vapor mist that round me plays!
My bosom finds its youthful strength again,

Feeling the magic breeze that marks your train.
Ye bring the forms of happy days of yore,

And many a shadow loved attends you too;
Like some old lay, whose dream was well nigh o'er,

First-love appears again, and friendship true;
Upon life's labyrinthine path once more

Is heard the sigh, and grief revives anew;
The friends are told, who, in their hour of pride,

Deceived by fortune, vanish'd from my side.
No longer do they hear my plaintive song,

The souls to whom I sang in life's young day;
Scatter'd for ever now the friendly throng,

And mute, alas! each sweet responsive lay.
My strains but to the careless crowd belong,

Their smiles but sorrow to my heart convey;
And all who heard my numbers erst with gladness,

If living yet, roam o'er the earth in sadness.
Long buried yearnings in my breast arise,

Yon calm and solemn spirit-realm to gain;
Like the AEONIAN harp's sweet melodies,

My murmuring song breathes forth its changeful strain.
A trembling seizes me, tears fill mine eyes,

And softer grows my rugged heart amain.
All I possess far distant seems to be,

The vanish'd only seems reality.
II.

PROLOGUE IN HEAVEN.
THE ARCHANGELS' SONG.

RAPHAEL.
THE sun still chaunts, as in old time,

With brother-spheres in choral song,
And with his thunder-march sublime

Moves his predestined course along.
Strength find the angels in his sight,

Though he by none may fathomed be;
Still glorious is each work of might

As when first form'd in majesty.
GABRIEL.

And swift and swift, in wondrous guise,
Revolves the earth in splendour bright,

The radiant hues of Paradise
Alternating with deepest night.

From out the gulf against the rock,
In spreading billows foams the ocean,--

And cliff and sea with mighty shock,
The spheres whirl round in endless motion.

MICHAEL.
And storms in emulation growl

From land to sea, from sea to land,
And fashion, as they wildly howl,

A circling, wonder-working band.
Destructive flames in mad career

Precede Thy thunders on their way;
Yet, Lord, Thy messengers revere

The soft mutations of Thy day.
THE THREE.

Strength find the angels in Thy sight,
Though none may hope to fathom Thee;

Still glorious are Thy works of might,
As when first form'd in majesty.

III.
CHORUS OF ANGELS.

CHRIST is arisen!
Mortal, all hail!

Thou, of Earth's prison
Dreary and frail,

Bursting the veil,
Proudly hast risen!

CHORUS OF WOMEN.
Rich spices and myrrh,

To embalm Him we brought;
His corpse to inter

His true followers sought.
In pure cerements shrin'd,

'Twas placed in the bier
But, alas! we now find

That Christ is not here.
CHORUS OF ANGELS.

Christ is arisen!
Speechless His love.

Who to Earth's prison
Came from above,

Trials to prove.
Now is He risen!

CHORUS OF YOUTHS.
Death's gloomy portal

Now hath He rended,--
Living, immortal,

Heavenward ascended;
Freed from His anguish,

Sees He God's throne;
We still must languish,

Earthbound, alone.
Now that He's reft us,

Heart-sad we pine;
Why hast Thou left us,

Master divine?
CHORUS OF ANGELS.

Christ is arisen,
Death hath He slain;

Burst ye your prison,
Rend ye each chain!

Songs of praise lead ye,--
Love to show, heed ye,--

Hungry ones feed ye,--
Preaching, on speed ye,--

Coming joys plead ye,--
Then is the Master near,

Then is He here!
IV.

CHORUS OF SPIRITS.
VANISH, dark clouds on high,

Offspring of night!
Let a more radiant beam

Through the blue ether gleam,
Charming the sight!

Would the dark clouds on high
Melt into air!

Stars glimmer tenderly,
Planets more fair

Shed their soft light.
Spirits of heav'nly birth,

Fairer than sons of earth,
Quivering emotions true

Hover above;
Yearning affections, too,

In their train move.
See how the spirit-band,

By the soft breezes fann'd,
Covers the smiling land,--

Covers the leafy grove,
Where happy lovers rove,

Deep in a dream of love,
True love that never dies!

Bowers on bowers rise,
Soft tendrils twine;



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