THE GIAOUR, A FRAGMENT OF A TURKISH TALE. No breath of air now breaks the wave * That tomb which, gleaming o'er the cliff, First greets the homeward-veering skiff, High o'er the land he saved in vain When shall such hero live again? Fair clime! where every season smiles Which seen from far Colonna's height, Make glad the heart that hails the sight, 10 And lend to loneliness delight. * A tomb above the rocks on the promontory, by some supposed the sepulchre of Themistocles. There mildly dimpling-Ocean's cheek That wakes and wafts the odours there! The maid for whom his melody His thousand songs are heard on high, In softest incense back to heaven; 15 20 25 30 * The attachment of the nightingale to the rose is a well-known Persian fable-if I mistake not, the "Bulbul of a thousand tales" is one of his appellations. And every charm and grace hath mixed Within the paradise she fixed There man, enamour'd of distress, Should mar it into wilderness, 50 *The guitar is the constant amusement of the Greek sailor by night, with a steady fair wind, and during a calm, it is accompanied always by the voice, and often by dancing. B 2 And trample, brute-like, o'er each flower That tasks not one laborious hour; Nor claims the culture of his hand To bloom along the fairy land, And sweetly woos him-but to spare! There passion riots in her pride, And lust and rapine wildly reign 55 60 The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress; (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) 70 That fires not-wins not-weeps not-now So fair-so calm-so softly seal'd The first-last look-by death reveal❜ḍ+! # Aye, but to die and go we know not where, Measure for Measure, Act III. 130. Sc. 2, ↑ I trust that few of my readers have ever had an opportunity of witnessing what is here attempted in description, but those who have will probably retain a painful remembrance of that singular beauty which pervades, with few exceptions, the features of the dead, a few hours, and but for a few hours after "the spirit is not there." It is to be re |