enormous marsh,

Where from the frequent bridge,
Like emblems of infinity,

The trenched waters run from sky to

soul grieves

At the moist rich smell of the rotting

leaves,

And the breath

Of the fading edges of box beneath. And the year's last rose.

Heavily hangs the broad sunflower
Over its grave i' the earth s
chilly;

Heavily hangs the hollyhock,
Heavily hangs the tiger-lily.

A CHARACTER

WITH a half-glance upon the sky
At night he said, The wanderings
Of this most intricate Universe
Teach me the nothingness of things:
Yet could not all creation pierce
Beyond the bottom of his eye.

He spake of beauty; that the dull
Saw no divinity in grass,
Life in dead stones, or spirit in air;

man,

Making earth wonder,

full,

You never would hear it, your ears are so dull;

So keep where you are; you are foul with sin;

It would shrink to the earth if you came in.

nd sweet shall your welcome be. ', hither, come hither, and be our lords,

'or merry brides are we.

We will kiss sweet kisses, and speak sweet words;

), listen, listen, your eyes shall glisten Vith pleasure and love and jubilee. ), listen, listen, your eyes shall glisten When the sharp clear twang of the golden chords

tuns up the ridged sea.

Who can light on as happy a shore 40 All the world o'er, all the world o'er? Whither away? listen and stay; mariner, mariner, fly no more.

THE DESERTED HOUSE

I

LIFE and Thought have gone away Side by side,

Leaving door and windows wide; Careless tenants they!

II