Poor lost Alonzo! Fate's neglected child! Mild be the doom of Heav'n-as thou wert mild! And all thy deeds were blameless, but the last. 370 Poor lost Alonzo! still I seem to hear The clod that struck thy hollow-sounding bier! When Friendship paid, in speechless sorrow drown'd, Cease, every joy, to glimmer on my mind, But leave-oh! leave, the light of Hope behind! What though my winged hours of bliss have been, 375 Like angel-visits, few and far between! Her musing mood shall every pang appease, And charm-when pleasures lose the power to please! 380 Yes! let each rapture, dear to Nature, flee; Close not the light of Fortune's stormy sea Mirth, music, friendship, Love's propitious smile, Chase every care, and charm a little while, 385 And all her strings are harmoniz'd to joy!— No! not the quaint remark, the sapient rule, Nor all the pride of Wisdom's worldly school, Have pow'r to soothe, unaided and alone, 395 widow'd sire appears 400 When, 'reft of all, yon Say, can the world one joyous thought bestow What plaintive sobs thy filial spirit drew, What sorrow chok'd thy long and last adieu! 405 Daughter of Conrad! when he heard his knell, And bade his country and his child farewell! Till Faith, prevailing o'er his sullen doom, As bursts the morn on night's unfathom'd gloom, Lur'd his dim eye to deathless hopes sublime, Beyond the realms of Nature and of Time! 410 415 420 "And weep not thus," he cried, "young Ellenore, My bosom bleeds, but soon shall bleed no more! Short shall this half-extinguish'd spirit burn, And soon these limbs to kindred dust return! The immortal ties of nature shall expire ; These shall resist the triumph of decay, When time is o'er, and worlds have pass'd away! 425 But that which warm'd it once shall never die! 430 That spark unburied in its mortal frame, With living light, eternal, and the same, Shall beam on Joy's interminable years, Unveil'd by darkness-unassuag'd by tears! "Yet, on the barren shore and stormy deep, One tedious watch is Conrad doom'd to weep; F 435 |