And fondly sound his neck she clung, he could feel her beating heart, Its look of utter misery; Yet turned he not: one moment's grief, The winds have scattered it. A braid Upon her arm; there's not one curl Of this world's treasure-shame! oh shame! And she whom Julian left-she stood now 30 Chill, heavy damps were on her brow; It was a dark and tempest nightNo pleasant moon, no blest starlight; But meteors glancing o'er the way, Only to dazzle and betray. And who is she, that 'mid the storm, Wraps her slight mantle round her form? Her hair is wet with rain and sleet, And blood is on her small snow feet. She has been forced a way to make Through prickly weed and thorny brake, Uprousing from its coil the snake; And stirring from their damp abode The slimy worm and loathsome toad: And shuddered as she heard the gale Shriek like an evil spirit's wail; When followed, like a curse, the crash Of the pines in the lightning flash; A place of evil and of fear Oh! what does Julian's love do here? And she has reached the wizard's den, But Ida entered in the cell, And every step was winged with dread, It is the purple twilight hour, He has brought gold, as gold could bless He has brought gems, as if Despair Her white arms round his neck; then breathed His bursting eyes are glazed and still: By L. E. L. When should lovers breathe their vows? When none else are near them; When the rose is weeping; When the stars are bright on high, Like hopes in young Love's dreaming, And glancing round the light clouds fly, Like soft fears to shade their beaming. The fairest smiles are those that live On the brow by starlight wreathing; And the lips their richest incense give When the sigh is at midnight breathing. Oh! softest is the cheek's love-ray When seen by moonlight hours; Other roses seek the day, But blushes are night-flowers. Oh! when the moon and stars are bright, Then their vows should lovers plight; LINES ON THE DEATH OF The hand that swept the magic lyre is still; no more: Still shall the memory of its echoes thrill Each heart that loved its music as before. No more shall love, hope, joy, or sorrow fill The bosom still'd by death: its pangs are o'er. Had I a tear, 'twould fall perhaps for thee; But what thou art we all must shortly be. Thy sireless daughter and thy widowed bride Shall mourn thy hapless melancholy doom; And though the chill unfeeling world deride, Their tears of sorrow shall bedew thy tomb. I knew thee not, yet still thou wert my pride; And since the flower of life hath ceased to bloom, Sweet be thy sleep; and may Forgiveness wave Her angel pinions o'er thy early grave! Printed by L. Harrison, 373, Strand. Village Sketches near Paris. No. II. Superstitions of the ancient Hebrides TO READERS AND CORRESPONDENTS. Publishers, Authors, Artists, and Musical Composers, are requested to transmit on or before the 15th of the month, Announcements of Works which they may have on hand, and we shall cheerfully insert them, as we have hitherto done, free of expense. New Musical Publications also, if a copy be addressed to the Publisher, shall be duly noticed in our Review; and Extracts from new Books, of a moderate length and of an interesting nature, suitable for our Selections, will be acceptable. P. L.-Oscar-Crito-An occasional Correspondent-Mathematicus—and B-y, are not adapted for our pages. Emma should address her complaints to the Editor of the publication to which they refer. No such paper as S. inquires after has reached our hands. Persons who reside abroad, and who wish to be supplied with this Work every Month as published, may have it sent to them, free of Postage, to New-York, Halifax, Quebec, and to any part of the West Indies, at £4 12s. per Annum, by Mr. THORNHILL, of the General Post-Office, at No. 21, Sherborne-lane; to Hamburgh, Lisbon, Cadiz, Gibraltar, Malta, or any Part of the Mediterranean, at £4 12s. per Annum, by Mr. SERJEANT, of the General Post-Office, at No. 22, Sherborne-lane; and to the Cape of Good Hope, or any part of the East Indies, by Mr. Guy, at the East-India House. The money to be paid at the time of subscribing, for either 3, 6, 9, or 12 months. This Work may also be had of Messrs. ARBON and KRAP, Rotterdam. |