Light of my soul! my Azza's dead, Who has not seen her yellow hair, Soft lingering on the conscious gale? Who has not mark'd her form so fair, Oft glide along the Alurian vale? Who has not seen those dark black eyes, Whose liquid chrystal gleam'd with love, Who has not heard her fragrant sighs, Whilst rambling in the Palm-tree grove? Sweet Moon! alas thy tranquil beam, Oh! it was sweet with her to rove, Oh! it was sweet beneath thy light, Then lovely Moon! I bless'd thy beams, breast! Then silver Moon! swift fled the hours, But now alas! I rove alone, Blanch'd is my cheek, and dim my eye, He sigh'd no more, the dews of night And darkness mourn'd along the vale Soon as the Sun dispell'd the gloom, The love-eyed Gazels sport along, And often as the pale moon hangs Her full-orb'd beauty midst the skies, The Alurian maids rehearse the pangs, That clos'd the faithful Omar's eyes. And as in silver tones they sing That she was lovely, he was brave, They kiss the sweetest flowers of spring, And strew them o'er the lovers grave. The ambrosial kiss of beauty glows And gives new fragrance to each flower; Their gems of grief empearl the rose, And add fresh life to beauty's power. MARKOFF, A SIBERIAN ECLOGUE. By JOSEPH COTTLE. Amid Siberian wastes and trackless ways, * Though the Cossacks reside about the Neiper and the Don, bordering on the Black Sea, yet tribes of them have spread over many parts of Siberia. A body of Cossacks dwell at the Mouth of the Jana in latitude 71. It is well known that Siberia became subject to Russia in the last Century through the means of Yermac, a Cossack Warrior. Beside his Hut the musing Cossack stood And listen'd to the sound of neighbouring wood The desperate resolve is made! He cried, "These feet shall dare yon wilds, whate'er betide; "These eyes explore the extent yon regions spread "Where the young north-wind dwells, the storm is bred. "I, who in caves of ice have oft reclined, "And braced my sinews in the fiercest wind; "May smile at danger! dangers but invite, "And storms and tempests were my first delight. *The loftiest in Siberia. |