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PROLOGUE.

TO DAVID IN HEAVEN.

66

'Quo diversus abis ?"

Quem Di diligunt, adolescens moritur."

66

B

TO DAVID IN HEAVEN.

1.

Lo! the slow moon foaming

Thro' fleecy mists of gloaming,

Furrowing with pearly front the jewel-powder'd sky! Lo, the bridge moss-laden,

Arch'd like foot of maiden,

And on the bridge, in silence, looking upward, you and I! Lo, the pleasant season

Of reaping and of mowing—

The foam-fringed moon above,-beneath, the river duskily flowing!

2.

Violet-colour'd shadows,

Blown from scented meadows,

Float o'er us to the pine-wood dark from yonder blue

corn-ridge;

The little river gushes

Thro' shady sedge and rushes,

And gray gnats murmur o'er the pools, beneath the mossy bridge ;

And you and I stand darkly,

O'er the keystone leaning,

And watch the pale mesmeric moon, in the time of

gleaners and gleaning.

3.

Do I dream, I wonder?

As, sitting sadly under

A lonely roof in London, thro' the grim square pane I

gaze?

Here of thee I ponder,

In a dream, and yonder

The pale streets seem to stir and breathe beneath the

white moon's rays.

By the vision cherish'd,

By the dark hope bravéd,

Do I but dream a hopeless dream, in the city that slew you, David?

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