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Yet til at no more — Go —

Semele. Jealous one ! the Styx ! —

Think not that thou'lt be able to escape me. \^ExH.

Zeus. No ! Juno shall not triumph. — She shall
tremble —
Aye, and by virtue of the deadly might
That makes the earth and makes the heavens my foot-
Upon the sharpest rock in Tliracia's land
With adamantine chains I'll bind her fast.
But, oh, this oath — [Jfrrcitr>j a]yp( ar.^ in the distance.

What means thy hasty flight ?

Merourt. I bring the fiery, wing'd, and weeping
Of those whom thou hast bless'd —

Zeus. Again destroy them !

Mercury. {In amazement.) Zeus !

Zeis. None shall now be bless'd !

She dies —

[Tlie Curtain falls ^


Joy, thou Goddess, fair, immortalj

Offspring of Elysium,
Mad with rapture, to the portal

Of thy holy fane we come !
Fashion's laws, indeed, may sevei',

But thy magic joins again ;
All mankind are brethren ever

'Neath thy mild and gentle reign.


Welcome, all ye myriad creatures !

Brethren, take the kiss of love !

Yes, the starry realms above
Hide a father's smiling featui-es.

He, that noble prize possessing—

He that boasts a friend that's truGj
He whom Avoman's love is blessing,

Let him join the chorus too !
Aye, and he who but o7ie spirit

On this earth can call his own ! —
He who no such bliss can merit,

Let him mourn his fate alone I


All who nature's tribes are swelling
Homage pay to Sympathy ;
For she guides us up on high,

Where the Unknown has his dwelling,

From the breasts of kindly Natura

All of Joy imbibe the dew ;
Good and bad alike, each creature

Would her roseate path pursue,
'Tis tlirough her tlie wine-cup maddengv,

Love and fricmds to man she gives I
Bliss the meanest reptile gladdens, —

Near God's throne the Cherub lives '.


Bow before him all creation I
Mortals, own the GoJ of love I

HYifN TO JOY. 73

Sork him liipfli tlio stars above, —
Yonder is his habitutiou !

Joy, in Nature's wide dominion,

Mi^'litirst cause of all is fouud ;
And 'tis joy that moves the pinion.

When the wheel of time goes round;
From the bud she lures the flower, —

Suns from out their orbs of light ;
■Distant sj^heres ob(>y her power,

Far beyontl all mortal sight.


Ab through Heaven's expanse so gloriouSj
In their orbits suns roll on,
Brethren, thus your proud race run,

Glad as warriors all \actorious !

Joy from Truth's own glass of lire

Sweetly on the Searcher smiles ;
Lest Oft Virtue's steps he tire,

Joy the tedious path beguiles.
High on Faith's briglit hill before us,

See her baiuier proudly wave !
Joy, too, swells the Angels' choi'us. —

Bursts the bondage of the grave 1


Mortals, meeldy wait for Heaven I

Suffer on in patient love !

In the starry realms above,
Bright rewiurds by God are given.

To the Gods we ne'er can render

Praise for eveiy good they grant ;
Let us, with devotion tender.

Minister to Grief and Want.
Quench'd bo hate and WTatli for evsa

Pardou'd be our mortal foe —
Mrty our tears npbraid him never,

}S9 repentance bring him io^ I



8ense of -vn'ongs forget to treasure—

Bretlireu, live iu perfect love !

In the starry realms above,
God will mete as we may measure.

Joy witliin the goblet flushes,

For the golden nectar, wine,
Ev'ry fierce emotion hushes, —

Fills the breast with fire divine.
Brethren, thus iu rapture meeting.

Send 70 round the brimming cup.
Yonder kindly Spirit greeting,

While the foam to Heaven mounts up I


He whom Seraphs worship ever,
"Whom the stars praise as they roll,
Yes — to Him now drain the bowl-
Mortal eye can see Him never !

Courage, ne'er by sorrow broken !

Aid where tears of virtue flow ;
< Faith to keep each promise spoken !

Truth alike to friend and foe !
'Neath kings' frowns a manly spirit !—

Brethren, noble is the prize —
Honor diie to ev'ry merit !

Death to all the brood of lies !


Draw the sacred circle closer !

By this bright wine plight your troth

To be faithful to your oath !
Swear it by the Star-Disposer !

Safety from the Tyrant's power !*

Mercy e'en to traitors base !
Hope iu death's last solemn hour I

Pardon when before His face !

^ 'i'liis couclndiug and flue strophe is omitted in tbe later editions
oi ScUUler's ' J^oems,'


Lo, tlio dead shall rise to Heaven 1

Bnitlireii, luiil tlie l)lest decree :
Ev'ry sin shall bo forgiven,

HoU for ever cease to be !


"Wlien the golden bowl is broken,

Gentle sleep within the tomb !

Brethren, may a gracious doom
By the Judge of ]Man be si)oken I


She •jomes, she comes — Iberia's proud Armada —

The waves beneath the heavy burden sigh ;
Laden with bigotry and chains, the invader,

Charged with a thousand thunders now draws nigh ;
And as she sweeps along in stately motion,
With trembling awe is filled the startled Ocean.

Each sliip a floating citadel,

Men call her " The Invincible ! "

Wliy should she boast that haughty name ?

The fear she spreads allows her claim,

"With silent and majestic step advancing.
Affrighted Neptune bears her on his breast ;

From ev'ry port-hole fierce destruction glancing.
She comes, and lo ! the tempest sinks to rest.

ind now at length the prmid fleet stands before thee.

Thrice-happy Island, Mistress of the Sea !
Mighty Britannia, danger liovers o'er thee,
Those countless gallecms threaten slavery !
Woe to thy freedom-nurtur'd nation !
Yon cloud is big with desolation I

How came that priceless gem in thy possession.
Which raised tliee high above each other State ?

Thyself it was, who, struggling 'goinst oppression,
£aru'd for thy sons that statute wise and great—


The "Magna Chart a — 'neatli -wlaose slielt'ring -wings
Moiiarclis but subjects are, and subjects kings !
To rule the waves thy ships have prov'd their right.
Defeating each proud foe iu ocean-fight.
All this thou ow'st, — ye nations, blush to hear it !•—
To thy good sword alone, and dauntless spirit !

Bee where the monster comes — unhappy one I

Alas, thy glorious race is well-nigli run !

Alarm and terror fill this earthly ball,
riie hearts of all free men are beating madly.
And ev'ry virtuous soul is waiting sadly

The hour when thy great name is doom'd to fall.

God the Almighty look'd down from his throne.
And saw thy foe's proud "Lion-Banner " flying.
And saw the yawning grave before theo lying,—

" What ! " he exclaim'd, "shall my lov'd Albion,

And all hrr race of heroes, now so free,

Pine in the galling bonds of slavery ?

Shall she, whose name with dread all tyrants heaXj

Be swept for ever from this hemisphere ?"

"Never," He cried, " sliall Freedom's Edeu true,
That bulwark of all human rights, be shatter'd !" —

God the Almighty blew.
And to the winds of heaven the fleet was scatter'd !*


No longer will T fight this conflict weary,
The giant fight that Duty bids me wage ;

Why, Virtue, ask a sacrifice so dreary,

If thou my bosom's pangs canst not assuage ?

. I've sworn it, — yes ! I solemnly have sworn it,—

Upon my passions to impose a rein ;
Behold thy garland !— yet, the' long I've worn it.
Take it back now, and let mo sin again !

* These last twc linos refer to the meda". s'ruck hy Queen Eli/abcth to
comineinoratc \\\-'. overthrow of the Anuada, ou which wus the in-
Bcriptiou — AJJlavit Deus et dissipati sunt.


DissolvM be ev'ry vow between ns sp'^»ken —
S!ie loves me ! — Wlmt is now thy crown to nie?

Happy the man who, wrappM in blihs nubroken,
His deep, deep full can view so trauqnilly !

She sees the worm my yonthfnl bloom assailing,
She sees my days iu sorrow th etiu<^ on ;

And my her. ie efl'orts p;ently luiiliiifr.

Awards the prize she deems me to have won.

Fair sonl ! mistnist this virtue angel-seeming,

For on to crime tliy pity hnrric-s me
In the unbounded realms where life is beaming,

Is there another fairer prize than thee?

Or than that sin so dreaded by my spirit? —

Oh cruel, all-relentless iyranny !
The only prize my virtue e'er can merit

Must, iu the moment, see that virtue die !


Yes ! even I was in Aivadia born.

And, in mine infant ears,
A vow of llapture was by Nature sworn ;
Yes ! even I was in Arcadia born,

And yet my short Spring gave me only — tears !

Once blooms, and only once, Life's youthfiil May ;

For one its bloom hath gone.
T»ie Silent God — O Brethren, weep to-day —
The Silent God hath quench'd my Torch's ray,

And the vain dream hath flown.

Upon thy darksome bi-idge, Eternity,

I stand e'en now, dread thought !
Take, then, th(>se Joy-Credentials back from me I
iJuopen'd I return them now to thee,

Of Happiness, alas, know nought I


Before thy throne my mournful cries I vent.

Thou Judge, conceal'd from view !
To yander Star a joyous Saying went :
With Judgment's scales to rule up thou art sent,

And call'st thyself keqxjixek, too !

Here, — say they, — terrors on the Bad plight,
And joys to greet the Virtuous sirring.

The bosom's windings thou'lt expose to sig}it.

Riddle of Providence wilt solve aright,
And reckon with the suffering !

Here to the Exile be a home outspread.

Here end the meek man's thorny jDath of strife !
A god-like child, whose name was Truth, they said.
Known but to few, from whom the many fled,
Bestrain'd the ardent bridle of my Life.

. "It shall be thine another Life to live, —

Thy youth to me surrender !
To thee this surety only can I give " —
I took the surety iu that Life to live ;

And gave to her each youthful joy so tender.

" Give me the woman precious to thy heart.

Give up to me thy Laui a !
Beyond the grave will iisury pay the smart. " —
I wept aloud, and from my bleeding heart

With resignation tore her.

'The obligation's drawn upon the Dead !"

Thus laugh'd the World in scorn ;
' ' The Lying One, iu league with Despots di'ead,
For Truth, a Phantom palm'd on thee instead,

Thou'lt be no more, when once this Dream
has gone ! "

Shamelessly seoff'd the Mockers' serpent-band :
"A Dream that but Prescription can admit
Dost dread? Where now thy God's protecting hand,
(The sick world's Saviours with such cunning
Borrow'd by Human need of Human wit ?

•^ What Puture Is't that graves to ns i^eVeal ?

WImt the EtcTiiily of thy discourse?
Tlonor'tl lifoanse dark vtils its toriii cjuctal,
Tho giant shadowrf of the awe we f (.•.],

View'd iu the hollow mirror of liemoi-se !

An Tmage false of shapes of living mould,
(Time's vory mummy, she !)
Wliom only Hope's sweet balm hath power to liolJ
Within the chambers of the grave so cold, —
Thy fever calls this Immortality !

" For empty hopes, — corniption gives the lie —

Di'dst thou exchange what thou hadst surtlj;
done ?
Six thousand years sped Death in silence by, —
Has eorijso from out tho grave e'er mounted high.
That mention made of the Hequitiug One ?" — .

I saw Time fly to reach thy distant shore,

I saw fair Nature lie
A shrivell'd corpse behind him evej-more, —
Ko dead from out the grave then sought to soar

Yet in that Oath divine still trusted I.

My ev'ry joy to thee I've sacrific'd,

I throw me now before thy Judgment throne I
Tlie Many's scorn with boldness I've despis'd, —
Only t/ii' gifts by me were ever priz'd, —

I ask my wages now, Kequiting One !

•' With equal love I love each child of mine !"

A Genius liid from sight exclaim'd.
"Two flowers," he cried, "ye mortals, mark the sign, —
Two flowers to greet the Searcher Aviso entwine, —

Hope and enjoyment they are nam'd.

" Wlio of these flowers plucks one, let him ne'er ypiim

To totieli the othc r sister's bloom.
Let liim enjoy, who has no faith ; etenie
As earth, this truth ! — Abstain, who faith can "'.earn I

The World's long story is the world's '^wn doom.


"HorE thou hast felt, — tliy wages, then, are paid ;

Thy Faith 'twas form'd the raptm-e jjledg'd
to thee.
Thoit might'st have of the Wise inquiry made,—
The minutes thou neglectest, as the;^ fade.

Are given back by no Eternity !"


Whilst the smiling Earth ye govern'd still.

And with Eapture's soft and guiding hand
Let the happy Nations at your will,

Beauteous Beings from tlie Fable-land !
Whilst your blissful worship smil'd around.

Ah ! how diff'rent was it in that day !
When the people still thy temples crown'd,

Venus Alnathusia 1

Wlien the magic veil of Por-ey

Still round Truth eutwin'd its loving chain-
Through creation pour'd Life's fulness free,

Things then f elf, which ne'er caix feel again^
Then to preps her 'gainst the breast of Love,
' They on Nature nobler power bestow'd, —
All^ to eyes euligliten'd from above,

Of a God the traces show'd.

There, where now, as we're by Sages to}<3 ,

Whirls on high a soulless fiery ball,
Helios guided then his car of gold.

In his silent majesty, o'er all.
Oreads then these heights around us fill'd.

Then a Dryad dwelt in yonder tree.
From the Urn of loving Naiads rill'd

Silver streamlets foamingly.

Yonder Laurel once imploi-ing wound,
Tantal's daughter slumbers in this stone ;

Frtim yon rusli rose Syrinx' mournful souiui^,
From this thicket, Philomela's moan.


foiid'T brook Dimeter's tears rccciv'd,

TliJit sh(! W'tji iui livv I'i'rs(plione,
From this lull, of laer lovVl friouJ bereav'd,

Ciied C J there, fniitlessly I

To Deucalion's race from realms of air

Then the pveat Immortals still came clown ;
And tovau(iuiiili Pyrrlia's daughter fair,

Then a shei)herd'3 shAf took Leto's son.
Then 'tween Heroes, Deities, and Men,

Was a beauteous bond by Eros twiu'd,
And with Deiti(>s and Heroes then

Knelt in Cyprus' Isle, mankind.

Gloomy sternness and denial sad

Ne'er were in your service blest descried ;
Each heart throbb'd thee with emotions glad.

For the Happy were with you alli(>d.
Nothing then v/as Holy, save the Fair ;

Of no raptiu-e was the God asham'd,
Wlien the modest Muse was blushing there,

When their sway the Graces claim'd 1

Palace-like, then pmil'd your Temples all.

Ye were li(jnor'd in the lu>ro-sport
At the Isthmus' crown-clad festival.

And the goal the thuiui'ring^ chariots sought.
Beauteous danc-os that a 8i)iiit breath'd

Cii'cled round your altiirs bright and fair ;
Round your brows the cro"SMiof triumijh wreath 'd,

Cxarlands graced ytjur fragi-ant hair.

Thyrsus-swingers' loud Evoe then,

And the panther-team that shone afar,
Weleom'd Him who Kapture brought to men ;

Fauns and Satyrs re.^'d before his Car !
Round him sprang the Mienads' raving crew.

While their dances show'd his wine's great worth,
And the Host's full cheeks of tawny hue

Pointed to the cup with mirth.

In those daj-s, before the bed of Death
Stood no ghastly form. Tiun took away

From tlie lips a kiss the parting breath,
And a Genius queuch'd his torch's ray.

^ THE CtOT>B of GREECfe.

Even Orcus' rigid judgment-scale?

By a Mortal'? ".fl'sprin^ once were tield.
And the Thi'acian's spirit-breatliiug wails

E'en the angry Euries qnell'd.

Once again within Elysium's grove

Met the happy Shade his joys so dear ;
Lover faithful found Ma f aithfulXove,

And his path regain'd the oJiarioteer ;
Linus' lute gave biick each wonted strain,

Admet clasp'd A^costis to his heart,
And Oi'estes found his friend again,

Philoctetes found his dart.

Nobler prizes then the wrestler crow7i'd,

Who the arduous path of Virtue press'd;
Glorious workers then of deeds renowu'd

Olamber'd up to join the Spirits blest..
All the Band of Silent Gods the while

Bow'd to Him who summou'd bacik the dead ;
From Olympus' height the twin-stars smile

O'er the waves the Pilot led.

Beauteous World, where art thou gone ? Oh, thon^

Nature's blooming youth, return once more !
/ill, but in Song's fairy region now

Lives thy fabled trace so dear of yore !
Cold and jierish'd, sorrow now tlie plains,

Not one Godhead greets my longing sight ;
Ah, the Shadow only now remains

Of yon living Image bright !

All those lovely blossoms now are gone,

Scatter'd by the North-wind's piercing breath ;
To enrich amongst the whole, but one.

All this God-like world was doom'd to death.
Sadly turn I to the stars on high —

Tliou, Selene, canst not there be found !
Througli the forest, through the waves I cry —

Ah, they echo back no sound !

Peeling not the joy she bids me share,
Ne'er entranced by her own majesty,

Knowing her own guiding spirit ne'er.
Ne'er made happy by my ecstacy,


Senseless even to lior IMaker's praise,

Like tlic ])i'iuliik-c'l<>c'k's d«ntl, hollow tone,

Nature Gravitation's law ol)ey.s
Servilely — her Godhead flown.

That to-m:/rrow she herself may free,

She preparf'8 her sepulchre to-day ;
And on spindle balanced equally,

Up and down the Moons alternate play.
Idly homeward to the Poet-land

Go the Gods — a world they'd sei-ve in vain,
That's ujiheld by its own motive hand,

Casting off the guiding-rein.

Aye ! they homeward go, — and they have flown,

All that's bright and fair they've taken too,
Ev'ry color, ev'ry living tone, —

And a soulless world is all we view.
Borne off by the Time-flood's current strong,

They on Pindus' height have safety found .
, All that ii-' to live in endless song,

Must in Life-time first be drown'd 1


How gracefully, O Man, with thy ijalm-bough,
Upon the waning Century staudest thou.

In proud and noble manhood's i)rime.
With uulock'd Senses, with a Spirit freed.
Of firmness mild, — though silent, rich in deed,

The ripest son of Time,'
Through meela^ess great, through precepts strong.
Through treasures rich, that time had long

Hid in thy bosom, and through Reason free —
Master of Nature, who thy fetters loves,
And who thy streuf?th in thousand conflicts proves,

And from the Desert soar'd in jiride with thee '

Flush'd with the glow of Yictoiy,
Never forgi^t to ])rize the hand

That found the weeping Oi'phan child
Deserted on Life's barren strand,


And l?ft a t)rey to hazard mid,—
Thai;, ere thy Splrit-houer saw the day,

Thy youthful heart watch 'd over silently,
And from thy tender bosom turn'd away

Each thought that might have stained its
purity ;
That kind One ne'er forget who, as in sport,

Thy youth to noble aspiraaoiis tiain'd,
And who to thee in easy riddles taught

The secret how each Virtue might be j^aiu'd ;
Wlio. to receive him back more perfect still.

E'en into strangers' arms her favorite gave— -
Oh, may'st thou never with degenerate will.

Humble thyself to be her abject slave !

In Industry, the Bee the palm may bear ;

la Skill, the Worm a lesson may impart ;
With Spirits blest thy Knowledge thou dost shijrfo,

But thoUj O Man, alone hast Art !

Only through Beauty's morning gate

Didst thou the land of linowledge find.
To merit a more glorious fate,

In Graces trains itself the Mind.
What thriU'd thee through with trembling blest,

Wlien erst the Muses swept the chord,
That Power created in thy breast.

Which to the mighty Spirit soar'd.

What first was seen by doting Reason's ken,

When many a thousand years had pass'd acay,
A Symbol of the Fair and Great e'en then.

Before the childlike Mind uncovered lay.
Its blest form bade us honor Virtue's cause —

The honest Sense 'gainst Vice put forth lia
2efore a Solon had devis'd the Laws

That slowly bring to light their languid flowers.
Before Eternity's vast Scheme

Was to the Thmker's mind reveal'd,
Was't not foreshadow'd in his dream.

Whose eyes explor'd yon starry field ?


tJranin — the majestic dreaclocl One,

Who wears a Glory of Orioiis twin'd
Axouud licr brow, and who is seen by none

Savo piuvst, Spirits, when in splendor shrin'd,
She soars ahovo tlie stais in pride,

AHeendin<< to her sunny throne, —
Her fiery chajjlet hiys aside,

And now, as Beauty, stands alone;
While, with the Graces' girdle round her cast.

She seems a Child, by children understood;
For we shall recognize as truth at last,

Wliat here as beauty only wo have view'd.

When the Creator banish 'd from his sight

Frail Man to dark Mortality's abode,
And granted him a late return to Light,

Only by treading Reason's arduous road, —
When each Ininiortal turu'd his face away,

She, the Ct)mpassionate, alone
Took up her dwelling in that house of clay,

With the deserted, banish'el One.
With drooping wing she hovers here

Around her darling, near the Senses' land,
And on liis prison walls so drear

Elysium paints with fond deceptive hand.

While soft TTumanity still lay at rest,

Within lier tender arms extended.
No flame was stii-r'd by Bigots' murderous zest,

No guiltless blood on high ascended.
Tlie heart tliat she in gentle fetters binds.

Views Duty's slavish escort scornfully ;
Her path of Light, though fairer far it winds,

Sinks in the Sun-track of Morality.
Those who in her chaste service still remain,

No grovelling thought can temi^t, no Fatff
aiiright ;
The Spiritual Life, so free from stain.
Freedom's sweet birthright, they receive again^

Under the mystic sway of holy Might.

The purest among millions, happy they
Whom to her service she has sanctified.

§d f fifi AEfiSf §.

"Whose moutlis the Mighty Oae'a commands couVe^j
Within whose breasts she deigneth to abide ;

Whom she ordain'd to feed her holy fire

Upon her altar's ever-flaming pyre, —

Whose eyes alone her unveil'd Graces meet,

And whom she gathers round in union sweet

In the mnch-honor'd place be glad

Where noble Order bade ye climb,
For in the Si^ii'it- world sublime,

Man's loftiest rank ye've ever had !

Ere to the world Proportion ye reveal'd,

That ev'ry Being joyfully obeys, —
A boimdless structure, in Night's veil conceal'd,

nium'd by naught but faint and languid rays,
A band of Phantoms, struggling ceaselessly,

Holding his mind in slavish fetters bound,
Unsociable and rude as he,

Assailing Jiim on every side around, —
Thus seem'd to Man Creation in that day !

United to surrounding forms alone

By the bliiad chains the Passions had put on,
Whilst Nature's beauteous Spirit fled away,

Unfelt, untasted, and unknown.

And, as it hover'd o'er with parting ray,
Ye seiz'd the shades so neighborly.

With silent hand, Avith feeling mind,

And taught how they might be combiu'd
In one firm bond of Harmony.

The gaze, light-soaring, felt uplifted then.

When first the Cedar's slender trunk it view'd.
And pleasingly the Ocean's crystal flood

Reflected back the dancing form again.

Could ye mistake the look, with beauty fraught,
That Nature gave to help ye on your way ?

The Imag(; floating on the billows taught
The art the fleeting shadow to portray.

From her own Being t(n'n apart.

Her Phantom, beauteous as a dream,
She plung'd into tlie silv'ry stream.

Surrendering to her spoiler's art.



Creative power s jou in your breast unfolded ;

Too noble far, not idly to conceive,
Tlie Shadow's ft>nn in sand, ii clay ye moulded,

And mad"! it in t'lo sketch its B'-unr; leave.
The longing thirst for Action then awoke,—
And from your breast tho first Creation broke.

By Contemplation captive made,

Easuar'd by your discerning eye,
The friendly Phantom's soon bctray'd

Tiio talisman that rous'd your jcstasy.
The laws of v/onder- working might.
The stores by Beauty brought to lignt,
Inventive Reason in soft union plaun'd
To blend together 'ncath yoiu- forming hand.
The Obelisk, the Pyramid ascended.

The Hermes stood, the Column sprang on high,

The reed pour'd forth the woodland melody.
Immortal Song on Victor's deeds attended.

The fairest flowers that deck'd the Earth,

Into a nosegay with wise choice combin'd, —

Thus the first Art from Nature had its birth ;
Into a garlaud then were nosegays twiu'd.

And from the works that mortal hands had made,

A second, nobler Art was now display'd.

The Child of B-^auty, self-sufficient now.

That issued from your hands to perfect day

Loses the chaplet that adorn'd its brow
Soon as Reality asserts its sway.

The Columii, yielding to Proportion's chains,
Must with its bisters join iu irieudly link,
The Hero in the Hero-band must sink.

The Muses' harp peals forth its tuneful strains.

The wond'riug savages soon came

To view the new Creation's j^lan :
"Behold ! " — the joyous crowds exclaim, —

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