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AL A ARA A F. a

PART 1.

O! NOTHING earthly save the ray
(Thrown back from flowers) of Beauty's eye,
As in those gardens where the day
Springs from the gems of Circassy-
O! nothing earthly save the thrill
Of melody in woodland rill-
Or (music of the passion-hearted)
Joy's voice so peacefully departed
That, like the murmur in the shell,
Its echo dwelleth and will dwell-
Oh, nothing of the dross of ours-
Yet all the beauty—all the flowers

That list our Love, and deck our bowers-
Adorn yon world afar, afar-
The wandering star.

'Twas a sweet time for Nesace-for there Her world lay lolling on the golden air, Near four bright suns—a temporary restAn oasis in desert of the blest. Away-away-'mid seas of rays that roll Empyrean splendour o'er th' unchained soulThe soul that scarce (the billows are so dense) Can struggle to its destined eminenceTo distant spheres, from time to time, she rode And late to ours, the favoured one of GodBut, now, the ruler of an anchored realm, She throws aside the sceptre-leaves the helm, And, amid incense and high spiritual hymns, Laves in quadruple light her angel linıbs.

Now happiest, loveliest in yon lovely Earth, Whence sprang the “Idea of Beauty” into birth, (Falling in wreaths thro' many a startled star, Like woman's hair 'mid pearls, until, afar, It lit on hills Achaian, and there dwelt) She looked into Infinity—and knelt. Rich clouds, for canopies, about her curledFit emblems of the model of her worldSeen but in beauty-not impeding sight Of other beauty glittering through the lightA wreath that twined each starry form around. And all the opal'd air in colour bound.

All hurriedly she knelt upon a bed
Of flowers : of lilies such as reared the head
v On the fair Capo Deucato, and sprang
So eagerly around about to hang
Upon the flying footsteps of — deep pride-
+ Of her who loved a mortal-and so died.
The Sephalica, budding with young bees,
Upreared its purple stem around her knees :

And gemmy flower of Trebizond misnamedInmate of highest stars, where erst it shamed

d

All other loveliness : its honied dew

(The fabled nectar that the heathen knew)
Deliriously sweet, was dropped from Heaven.
And fell on gardens of the unforgiven
In Trebizond—and on a sunny flower
So like its own above that, to this hour,
It still remaineth, torturing the bee
With madness, and unwonted reverie :
In Heaven, and all its environs, the leaf
And blossom of the fairy plant, in grief
Disconsolate linger-grief that hangs her head,
Repenting follies that full long have fled,
Heaving her white breast to the balmy air,
Like guilty beauty, chastened and more fair :
Nyctanthes too, as sacred as the light
She fears to perfume, perfuming the night :
e And Clytia pondering between many a sun,
While pettish tears adown her petals run :
f And that aspiring flower that sprang on Earth-
And died, ere scarce exalted into birth,

Bursting its odorous heart in spirit to wing
Its way to Heaven from garden of a king :
8 And Valisnerian lotus thither flown
From struggling with the waters of the Rhone:
h And thy most lovely purple perfume, Zante !
Isola d'oro !-Fior di Levante !

And the Nelumbo bud that floats for ever

With Indian Cupid down the holy riverFair flowers, and fairy ! to whose care is given i To bear the Goddess'song, in odours, up to Heaven:

“Spirit ! that dwellest where,

In the deep sky,
The terrible and fair,

In beauty vie !
Beyond the line of blue-

The boundary of the star

Which turneth at the view

Of thy barrier and thy bar-
Of the barrier overgone

By the comets who were cast

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