The moon was making amber of the world, From ferns and grapes and from the folded flowers Sent a nocturnal fragrance; harlot flies Flashed their small fires in air, or held their court In fairy groves of herds-grass. He lives not who can refuse me ; All my force saith, Come and use me: SEEMS, though the soft sheen all enchants, PUT in, drive home the sightless wedges ΜΑΙΑ ILLUSION works impenetrable, By man who thirsts to be deceived. ILLUSIONS like the tints of pearl, That mend her beauty to the eye. THE cold gray down upon the quinces lieth SAMSON stark, at Dagon's knee, BUT Nature whistled with all her winds, LIFE A TRAIN of gay and clouded days No fate, save by the victim's fault, is low, For God hath writ all dooms magnificent, So guilt not traverses his tender will. AROUND the man who seeks a noble end, Not angels but divinities attend.' FROM high to higher forces THIS shining moment is an edifice Which the Omnipotent cannot rebuild. ROOMY Eternity Casts her schemes rarely, And an æon allows For each quality and part Of the multitudinous And many-chambered heart. THE beggar begs by God's command, In the chamber, on the stairs, Go and come SUCH another peerless queen LIFE EASY to match what others do, Perform the feat as well as they; Hard to out-do the brave, the true, The school decays, the learning spoils Because of the sons of wine; 351 How snatch the stripling from their toils?— Yet can one ray of truth divine The blaze of revellers' feasts outshine. OF all wit's uses the main one THE tongue is prone to lose the way, SHR walked in flowers around my field |