THE DEATH OF SCHILLER. 'T's said, when Sched his mighty mind, IS said, when Schiller's death drew nigh, The wish possessed his mighty mind, To wander forth wherever lie The homes and haunts of humankind. Then strayed the poet, in his dreams, Walked with the Pawnee, fierce and stark, How could he rest? even then he trod ray upon his garments shone; Shone and awoke the strong desire For love and knowledge reached not here, New York, 1838. "Democratic Review," August, 1838. The love that lived through all the stormy past, A happier lot than mine, and larger light, And lovest all, and renderest good for ill. For me, the sordid cares in which I dwell Shrink and consume my heart, as heat the scroll; And wrath has left its scar-that fire of hell Has left its frightful scar upon my soul. Yet, though thou wear'st the glory of the sky, Shalt thou not teach me, in that calmer home, New York, 1839. "Democratic Review," March, 1839 E FOUNTAIN. at springest on this grassy sicpe murmur mingles pleasantly. und of breezes in the beech, oontide. Thou dost wear ark birthplace; gushing up and slimy roots of earth he sun. The mountain-air, untain-blossom. Thus doth God ears and foul, the pure and bright. set ce the bank above waters keep it green! the roots of the wild-vine er 1, and to the twigs sts Dere the spice-bush lifts IGN ON Turm there, the sun holds up of green berries In and out lest I should mark ber nest. |