NOTE

ON

"THE LAMENT OF ALTAMONT."

P. 397, 1. 5.

So deem'd that wondrous man, &c.

"It is related of Sir Isaac Newton, that, in speaking on some

occasion of his discoveries, he compared himself to a boy collecting pebbles on the sea-shore."

FREEDOM.

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FREEDOM stands upon the hill, Crowns are scatter'd at her feet; Power now bends unto her will, Nature's sons her presence greet.

How she mocks the pride of kings!

How she scorns the idle show!

Now," she cries, "on eagle wings, 'Gainst the thankless tribe I'll go."

Virtue, Wisdom, you alone

Just pre-eminence deserve; Attributes to that high throne Which the freest love to serve.

Break the prison gates, behold
Men of intellect divine

Forced by things of coarser mould

In the dungeon's gloom to pine!

See the tyrant raises high,

Girt with battlements around,

Towers, that seem to brave the sky :

His strength is nought-his hopes unsound.

Be he robed in purple pall,

Death shall seize the gorgeous prize!

Though before him thousands fall,

Freemen shout "

Revenge "-he dies!

THE STORM.

LOUD howl the winds around, the sea on high
Bandies its giant waves against the sky.
Now the red lightnings run along the ground:
Trees snapp'd asunder from the earth rebound,
The sweeping tempest hurries on its way,
Ocean and earth, and heaven, alike its prey.

THE SONG OF NOUZONIHAR. *

HUSH thy complaints, my dear youth!
Gulchenrouz, my darling, believe

I love thee, I speak but the truth ;

And when was I known to deceive?

I will suffer no Gouls to be near
The boy whom I love and protect;
Then, my Meignoun, away with all fear,
Nor the faith of your Leilah suspect.+

The bulbul may woo the sweet rose,
But thy cheek is the rose that I love:
Let us search where the Peris repose;

As through jessamine bowers we rove.

*See "The Caliph Vathek."

† Ce mot de Meignoun est devenu aussi le nom d'un fameux person: nage que les Orientaux prennent pour le modèle d'un parfait amant. Sa maîtresse qui se nommait Leilah, est regardée aussi par les mêmes Orientaux comme la plus belle et la plus chaste de toutes celles de son sexe.-Bibliothèque Orientale d'Herbelot, ART. MEIGNOUN.

D D

The sapphire is bright, but more blue

Are thine eyes, and more lovely to me Than the sapphire's deep light, or the hue Of the violet sought by the bee.

O light as the antelope's leaps

Are thy feet in the dance, and the glow Of thy breast is the rose-hue that sleeps At sunset on vases of snow.

THE END.

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