THE CASTLE BY THE SEA. Photogravure from a painting by Von Hafften.

"The winds and the waves of ocean,

Had they a merry chime?

Didst thou hear, from those lofty chambers,
The harp and the minstrel's rhyme ?"-

"The winds and the waves of ocean,

They rested quietly;

But I heard on the gale a sound of wail,
And tears came to mine eye."-

"And sawest thou on the turrets

The king and his royal bride,

And the wave of their crimson mantles,
And the golden crown of pride?

"Led they not forth, in rapture,
A beauteous maiden there,
Resplendent as the morning sun,

Beaming with golden hair?"—

"Well saw I the ancient parents, Without the crown of pride:

They were moving slow, in weeds of woe;

No maiden was by their side!"

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But the younger, brighter form
Passed in battle and in storm.

So, whene'er I turn my eye

Back upon the days gone by,
Saddening thoughts of friends come o'er me,-
Friends that closed their course before me.

Translation of Sarah Taylor Austin.

IN

THE NUN

IN THE silent cloister garden,
Beneath the pale moonshine,
There walked a lovely maiden,

And tears were in her eyne.

"Now, God be praised! my loved one
Is with the blest above:

Now man is changed to angel,

And angels I may love."

She stood before the altar
Of Mary, mother mild,
And on the holy maiden
The Holy Virgin smiled.

Upon her knees she worshiped

And prayed before the shrine,

And heavenward looked-till Death came

And closed her weary eyne.

From the Foreign Quarterly Review.