By the Stream. (FOR MUSIC.) T was on a summer night When the roses glimmered white That he said a single word Ere he went away, Many a weary day— Summer's sun and winter's rain Will not bring that word again. And when all to rest are gone I awake and dream, Where the moonlight lieth on The lily of the stream. What, though others call me proud, If I will not hear Lovers' vows by lovers vowed Tender and sincere The Fatal Curiosity. OME charm was round me, night and day, That made my life seem just begun ; A presence was it? Rather say And yet I felt it every where; Walked I the woodland aisles along, It brushed me with ambrosial hair; How sweet it was! a buttercup A bird could lift my fancy up To ether free from cloud or blight. What was the Nymph? Nay, I will see, Methought, and I will know her near; If such, but guessed, her charm can be, Were not possession triply dear? So every magic art I tried, And spells as numberless as sand, Until one midnight by my side I saw her glowing fulness stand. I turned to clasp her-but, " Farewell," 66 Fading, she sighed, we meet no more; Not by my hand the curtain fell That leaves you conscious, wise, and poor. "Since have found me out, I go; you Another lover I must find Content his happiness to know, Nor strive its secret to unwind.” J. R. LOWELL. ediæbal Sketches. BY GERALDINE JEWSBURY. P No. I. THE DIVERSIONS OF THE COURT OF BURGUNDY, "TREE OF CHARLEMAGNE." EACE had been made between the King of France and the Duke of Burgundy, by whose assistance the English had been driven out of the kingdom. Good order and prosperity had succeeded to the frightful disorder and misery of the past. The Duke of Burgundy having now no affairs of importance on his mind, and seeing his kingdom become daily more flourishing and happy, found nothing better to do than to celebrate this blessed state of things by festivals, tournaments, and all manner of stately and magnificent diversions. |