The infuriate spirits of the Murdered make

Fierce merriment, and vengeance ask of Heaven.

which the ideas are better than the language in which they are conveyed.

Ωσκοτου πυλας, Θανατε, προλείπων

Ες γενος σπευδοις υποζευχθεν Ατα
Ου ξενισθηση γεννων σπαραγμοις

Ουδ' ολολυγμω,

Αλλα και κυκλοισι χοροιτυποισι
Κασματων χαρᾳ φοβερος μεν εσσι
Αλλ' όμως Ελευθεριᾳ συνοικεῖς

Στυγνε Τύραννε !

Δασκίοις επει πτερύγεσσι σησι
Α! θαλασσιον καθορωντες οίδμα
Αιθεροπλαγτοις υπο ποσσ' ανεισι

Πατριδ ̓ ἐπ' αιαν.

Ενθα μαν Ερασαι Ερῳμενησιν

Αμφι πηγησιν κιτρινων υπ' αλσων,

Οσσ' υπο βροτοις επαθον βροτοι, τα

Δεινα λεγοντι.

LITERAL TRANSLATION.

Leaving the Gates of Darkness, O Death! hasten thou to a Race yoked with Misery! Thou wilt not be received with lacerations of cheeks, nor with funereal ululation-but with circling dances and the joy of songs. Thou art terrible indeed, yet thou dwellest with LIBERTY, stern GENIUS! Borne on thy dark pinions over the swelling of Ocean, they return to their native country. There, by the side of Fountains beneath Citron-groves, the lovers tell to their beloved what horrors, being Men, they had endured from Men.

Warmed with new influence, the unwholesome Plain Sent up its foulest fogs to meet the Morn:

The Sun that rose on FREEDOM, rose in BLOOD!

"Maiden beloved, and Delegate of Heaven!" (To her the tutelary Spirit said)

"Soon shall the Morning struggle into Day, "The stormy Morning into cloudless Noon. "Much hast thou seen, nor all canst understand"But this be thy best Omen-SAVE THY COUNTRY!" Thus saying, from the answering Maid he passed, And with him disappeared the Heavenly Vision.

Glory to Thee, Father of Earth and Heaven! "All conscious PRESENCE of the Universe! "Nature's vast Ever-acting ENERGY! "In Will, in Deed, IMPULSE of All to All! "Whether thy Love with unrefracted Ray "Beam on the PROPHET's purged eye, or if "Diseasing Realms the ENTHUSIAST, wild of Thought, "Scatter new Frenzies on the infected Throng, "Thou Both inspiring and predooming Both, "Fit INSTRUMENTS and best, of perfect End: Glory to Thee, Father of Earth and Heaven!"

And first a Landscape rose,

More wild and waste and desolate than where The white bear, drifting on a field of ice, Howls to her sundered cubs with piteous rage And savage agony.

SIBYLLINE LEAVES.

I. POEMS OCCASIONED BY POLITICAL EVENTS OR FEELINGS CONNECTED WITH THEM.

WHEN I have borne in memory what has tamed
Great nations, how ennobling thoughts depart
When men change swords for ledgers, and desert
The student's bower for gold, some fears unnamed
I had, my country! Am I to be blamed?
But, when I think of Thee, and what Thou art,
Verily, in the bottom of my heart,

Of those unfilial fears I am ashamed.

But dearly must we prize thee; we who find

In thee a bulwark of the cause of men ;
And I by my affection was beguiled.
What wonder if a poet, now and then,
Among the many movements of his mind,
Felt for thee as a Lover or a Child.

WORDSWORTH.