How shall the ritual, then, be read?— By you by yours, the evil eye, By yours, the slanderous tongue That did to death the innocence That died, and died so young?" Peccavimus; but rave not thus ! Go up to God so solemnly The dead may feel no wrong! The sweet Lenore hath "gone before,” With Hope that flew beside, Leaving thee wild for the dear child That should have been thy bride For her, the fair and debonair, The life upon her yellow hair, But not within her eyes The life still there upon her hair— "Avaunt! to-night my heart is light. No dirge will I upraise, But waft the angel on her flight With a Pean of old days! Let no bell toll!-lest her sweet soul, Should catch the note, as it doth float To friends above, from fiends below, From Hell unto a high estate Far up within the Heaven- From grief and groan to a golden throne Beside the King of Heaven." HYMN. Ar morn-at noon-at twilight dim- With sweet hopes of thee and thine! A VALENTINE. FOR her this rhyme is penned, whose luminous eyes, That must be worn at heart. Search well the measure- The words--the syllables! The trivialest point, or you may lose your labor! And yet there is in this no Gordian knot Three eloquent words oft uttered in the hearing Of poets, by poets-as the name is a poet's, too. Its letters, although naturally lying Like the knight Pinto---Mendez FerdinandoStill form a synonym for Truth.-Cease trying! You will not read the riddle, though you do the best you can do. [To translate the address, read the first letter of the first line in connection with the second letter of the second line, the third letter of the third line, the fourth of the fourth, and so on to the end. The name will thus appear.] |