Offspring of Jove, Calliope, once
To the bright Sun, thy hymn of mu
Whom to the child of star-clad He
Euryphaessa, large-eyed nymph, bro
Euryphaessa, the famed sister fair

The world is now our dwelling-plac
Where’er the earth one fading trac
Of what was great and free does ke
That is our home!...
Mild thoughts of man’s ungentle ra

Now the last day of many days,
All beautiful and bright as thou,
The loveliest and the last, is dea
Rise, Memory, and write its prais
Up,—to thy wonted work! come, trac

God prosper, speed, and save,
God raise from England’€™s grave
Her murdered Queen!
Pave with swift victory
The steps of Liberty,

I sing the glorious Power with az
Athenian Pallas! tameless, chaste
Tritogenia, town-preserving Maid,
Revered and mighty; from his awful
Whom Jove brought forth, in warli

MY faint spirit was sitting in th
   Of thy looks, my love;
   It panted for thee like the hin
   For the brooks, my love.
Thy barb, whose hoofs outspeed the

A shovel of his ashes took
From the hearth’s obscurest nook,
Muttering mysteries as she went.
Helen and Henry knew that Granny
Was as much afraid of Ghosts as a

Sweet star, which gleaming o’er th
Through fleecy clouds of silvery r
Spanglet of light on evening’s sha
Which shrouds the day-beam from th
Lighting the hour of sacred love;

Lift not the painted veil which th
Call Life: though unreal shapes b
And it but mimic all we would beli
With colours idly spread,—behind,
And Hope, twin Destinies; who eve

From The Italian Of Dante
Ye who intelligent the Third Heav
Hear the discourse which is within
Which cannot be declared, it seems
The Heaven whose course follows y