"But man crouches and blushes, Absconds and conceals; He creepeth and peepeth, Jealous glancing around, He poisons the ground.' "Out spoke the great mother, Beholding his fear ; — At the sound of her accents Cold shuddered the sphere:• Who has drugged my boy's cup? Who has mixed my boy's bread? Who, with sadness and madness, Has turned my child's head?"" a I heard a poet answer Aloud and cheerfully, "Say on, sweet Sphinx! thy dirges Are pleasant songs to me. Deep love lieth under These pictures of time; They fade in the light of Their meaning sublime. "The fiend that man harries Is love of the Best; Yawns the pit of the Dragon, Can't trance him again, Which his eyes seek in vain. "To vision profounder, Man's spirit must dive; His aye-rolling orb At no goal will arrive; The heavens that now draw him Once found, for new heavens He spurneth the old. "Pride ruined the angels, Their shame them restores; Lurks the joy that is sweetest In stings of remorse. Have I a lover Who is noble and free? I would he were nobler "Eterne alternation Now follows, now flies; Love works at the centre, Heart-heaving alway; "Dull Sphinx, Jove keep thy five wits; Rue, myrrh and cummin for the Sphinx, The old Sphinx bit her thick lip, Said, "Who taught thee me to name? I am thy spirit, yoke-fellow; Of thine eye I am eyebeam. "Thou art the unanswered question; ' Couldst see thy proper eye, Alway it asketh, asketh ; And each answer is a lie. Uprose the merry Sphinx, And crouched no more in stone; She melted into purple cloud, She flowed into a foaming wave: Thorough a thousand voices Spoke the universal dame; "Who telleth one of my meanings Is master of all I am.” ' ALPHONSO OF CASTILE I, ALPHONSO, live and learn, They discredit Adamhood. Eyes of gods! ye must have seen, Of genius the sterility; Mighty projects countermanded; To weltering Chaos and to sleep.❜ Say, Seigniors, are the old Niles dry, Masters, I'm in pain with you; I, a king, for kings can feel. |