MOLY. Kingly safeguard, only herb If thou touch at Circe's isle, 85 HUMILITY. I PLUCKED the weeds forth, left and right, "Why sparest me, and them dost slay?" The darling blossom sighed; Nor knew itself more worth than they (86) LIBERTY. How winneth Liberty? By sword and brand, What is the range that Nature gives her own? The pine its love the palm, shall never meet; Nowhere do roses bloom from beds of ice, Nowhere in valleys laughs the edelweiss. The races of the sea shall never fare Beyond the moist and sounding element, Nor any pinion, fledged and schooled in air, On venturous errand through the waves be sent: The cygnet to his nest of river flag, The eagle to his aerie on the crag. Dwells Freedom with the sphery multitude 88 LIBERTY. Each planet keeps the track it hath pursued, With law dwells liberty; law maketh free; Fly law, and thou dost forge thyself a chain. Still wouldst thou pass the limits set for thee? Still wouldst thou grasp strange honors and domain ? Behold, his liberty exceedeth thine, Who freely breathes in bounds where thou wouldst pine! THE CUP. THOU that didst fashion forth this chalice frail So temper Thou for me joy's lusty wine, An amethyst divine. In that dull stream which runs from sorrow's press, Fallen on silent and oblivious hours, Do thou allay remorse's fiery heat, Teach me a golden song, that worthily |