I II THE PINE OF MONTE MARIO AT ROME SAW far off the dark top of a Pine Look like a cloud-a slender stem the tie (Then first apparent from the Pincian Height) III AT ROME 1841 S this, ye Gods, the Capitolian Hill? Yon petty Steep in truth the fearful Rock, Tarpeian named of yore, and keeping still That name, a local Phantom proud to mock The Traveller's expectation ?-Could our Will Destroy the ideal Power within, 'twere done Thro' what men see and touch,-slaves wandering on, Impelled by thirst of all but Heaven-taught skill. Full oft, our wish obtained, deeply we sigh; Yet not unrecompensed are they who learn, From that depression raised, to mount on high With stronger wing, more clearly to discern Eternal things; and, if need be, defy Change, with a brow not insolent, though stern. 1841 ΙΟ 10 IV AT ROME-REGRETS-IN ALLUSION TO NIEBUHR AND OTHER T MODERN HISTORIANS HOSE old credulities, to nature dear, Shall they no longer bloom upon the stock Of History, stript naked as a rock 'Mid a dry desert? What is it we hear? 1 See Note. The glory of Infant Rome must disappear, C V CONTINUED 1841 COMPLACENT Fictions were they, yet the same To greet with instant faith their loftiest claim. F VI PLEA FOR THE HISTORIAN ORBEAR to deem the Chronicler unwise, Ungentle, or untouched by seemly ruth, That might have drawn down Clio from the skies Such was her office while she walked with men, 1 Quem virum-lyra- 1841 1841 ΤΟ ΙΟ ΤΟ VII AT ROME HEY-who have seen the noble Roman's scorn TH Break forth at thought of laying down his head, When the blank day is over, garreted In his ancestral palace, where, from morn To night, the desecrated floors are worn By feet of purse-proud strangers; they-who have read Of Commonwealths, each city a starlike seat Nor must, nor will, nor can, despair of Thee! VIII NEAR ROME, IN SIGHT OF ST. PETER'S 1841 ONG has the dew been dried on tree and lawn ; L Is shed, the languor of approaching noon; D IX AT ALBANO 1841 10 AYS passed-and Monte Calvo would not clear His head from mist; and, as the wind sobbed through Albano's dripping Ilex avenue, My dull forebodings in a Peasant's ear 10 Found casual vent. She said, 'Be of good cheer; lack Our yesterday's procession did not sue N X EAR Anio's stream I spied a gentle Dove 1841 Perched on an olive branch, and heard her cooing 'Mid new-born blossoms that soft airs were wooing, While all things present told of joy and love. But restless Fancy left that olive grove To hail the exploratory Bird renewing Hope for the few, who, at the world's undoing, O bounteous Heaven! signs true as dove and bough Given though we seek them not, but, while we plough Do neither promise ask nor grace implore In what alone is ours, the living Now. XI 1841 FROM THE ALBAN HILLS, LOOKING TOWARDS ROME FOR ΙΟ ORGIVE, illustrious Country! these deep sighs, Heaved less for thy bright plains and hills bestrown With monuments decayed or overthrown, For all that tottering stands or prostrate lies, Ruin perceived for keener sympathies; Faith crushed, yet proud of weeds, her gaudy crown ; Yet why prolong this mournful strain?-Fallen Power, When thou, uprisen, shalt break thy double yoke, ΙΟ XII NEAR THE LAKE OF THRASYMENE HEN here with Carthage Rome to conflict came, WE An earthquake, mingling with the battle's shock, Checked not its rage; unfelt the ground did rock, Save in this Rill that took from blood the name1 Or warning serve, thus let them all, on ground F XIII NEAR THE SAME LAKE OR action born, existing to be tried, 1837 Powers manifold we have that intervene To stir the heart that would too closely screen What wonder if at midnight, by the side Of Sanguinetto or broad Thrasymene, The clang of arms is heard, and phantoms glide, But who is He?-the Conqueror. Would he force L' XIV THE CUCKOO AT LAVERNA MAY 25, 1837 1837 ΙΟ ΤΟ IST 'twas the Cuckoo.-O with what delight Far off and faint, and melting into air, 1 Sanguinetto. |