SUNSHINE AND STORM. Yet the spirit of the storm 'Ere a dark and heavy mass And the shrieking gale will fly And the waves will crowd and roar Is not this alternate strife Far above the shifting clouds, 49 50 THE BANNER OF MURAT. Fills the blue untroubled air; "Thou, of the snow white plume!'-Byron. FOREMOST among the first, And bravest of the brave! Where'er the battle's fury burst, Or rolled its purple wave— And the snowy plume that his helmet bore, Mingler on many a field, Where rung wild victory's peal! That fearless spirit was like a shield— A panoply of steel: For very joy in a glorious name, He rushed where danger stood; And that banner-plume like a winged flame, Streamed o'er the field of blood! TO THE ICE MOUNTAIN. His followers loved to gaze On his form, with a fierce delight, As it towered above the battle's blaze- And eyes looked up, ere they closed in death, 51 And lips shrieked out with their parting breath, "The lily plume is there!' A cloud is o'er him now For the peril hour hath come And he stands with his high unshaded brow, Away! no screen for a soldier's eye— A rattling peal-and a shuddering cry— TO THE ICE MOUNTAIN. BY JAMES 0. ROCKWELL GRAVE of waters gone to rest! Wandering on the trackless plain, 32 52 TO THE ICE MOUNTAIN. Sailing mid the angry storm, Wandering monument of rain, Roamer in the hidden path, Tell us what the hidden race With our mourned lost have done! Floating ship, who in the sun And beneath the viewless dun, THE LAST PROPHECY OF CASSANDRA. THE LAST PROPHECY OF CASSANDRA. THE sun is fading in the skies, And evening shades are gathering fast; Fair city, ere that sun shall rise, Thy night hath come-thy day is past! Ye know not-but the hour is nigh; Go, age, and let thy withered cheek Be wet once more with freezing tears; Go, child, and pour thy sinless prayer And he who sits in glory there Go, warrior, in thy glittering steel, |