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How shall the ritual, then, be read?—
The requiem how be sung

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 !
And let a Sabbath song

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,
That now so lowly lies,

The life upon her yellow hair,

But not within her eyes

The life still there upon her hair—
The death upon her eyes.

"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,
Amid its hallowed mirth,

Should catch the note, as it doth float
Up from the damnéd Earth.

To friends above, from fiends below,
The indignant ghost is riven--

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-
Maria! thou hast heard my hymn!
In joy and wo-in good and ill—
Mother of God, be with me still!
When the hours flew brightly by,
And not a cloud obscured the sky,
My soul, lest it should truant be,
Thy grace did guide to thine and thee;
Now, when storms of Fate o'ercast
Darkly my Present and my Past,
Let my Future radiant shine

With sweet hopes of thee and thine!

A VALENTINE.

FOR her this rhyme is penned, whose luminous eyes,
Brightly expressive as the twins of Loeda,
Shall find her own sweet name, that nestling lies
Upon the page, enwrapped from every reader.
Search narrowly the lines!--they hold, a treasure
Divine--a talisman- an amulet

That must be worn at heart. Search well the measure-
Do not forget

The words--the syllables!

The trivialest point, or you may lose your labor!

And yet there is in this no Gordian knot
Which one might not undo without a sabre,
If one could merely comprehend the plot.
Enwritten upon the leaf where now are peering
Eyes scintillating soul, there lie perdus

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.]

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