Come never again,
For her soul gives me sigh for sigh,
And all day long
Shines, bright and strong,
Astarte within the sky,
While ever to her dear Eulalie upturns her matron eye--
While ever to her young Eulalie upturns her violet eye.
* * * * *
A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM.
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream:
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision or in none,
Is it therefore the less _gone_?
_All_ that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand--
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep
While I weep--while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
_One_ from the pitiless wave?
Is _all_ that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
* * * * *
TO MARIE LOUISE (SHEW).
Of all who hail thy presence as the morning--
Of all to whom thine absence is the night--
The blotting utterly from out high heaven
The sacred sun--of all who, weeping, bless thee
Hourly for hope--for life--ah, above all,
For the resurrection of deep buried faith
In truth, in virtue, in humanity--
Of all who, on despair's
At Paris, just after dark one gusty evening in the autumn of 18-, I was enjoying the twofold luxury of meditation and a meerschaum, in company with my friend C.Page 4
I took the entire building, room by room; devoting the nights of a whole week to each.Page 7
"The Parisian police," he said, "are exceedingly able in their way.Page 17
a certain monarch having good cause to be jealous of his queen, not only puts her to death, but makes a vow, by his beard and the prophet, to espouse each night the most beautiful maiden in his dominions, and the next morning to deliver her up to the executioner.Page 19
French proverb, "est l'ennemi du bien," and, in mentioning that Scheherazade had inherited the seven baskets of talk, I should have added that she put them out at compound interest until they amounted to seventy-seven.Page 20
Two or three of these dreadful eyes were much larger than the others, and had the appearance of solid gold.Page 31
In a few minutes more, there came over the scene another radical alteration.Page 35
"I could not tell you the twentieth part of the difficulties we encountered 'on the grounds'--it is a bad spot to be in, even in good weather--but we made shift always to run the gauntlet of the Moskoe-stroem itself without accident; although at times my heart has been in my mouth when we happened to be a minute or so behind or before the slack.Page 38
Presently he shook his head, looking as pale as death, and held up one of his fingers, as if to say _'listen! '_ "At first I could not make out what he meant--but soon a hideous thought flashed upon me.Page 40
We careered round and round for perhaps an hour, flying rather than floating, getting gradually more and more into the middle of the surge, and then nearer and nearer to its horrible inner edge.Page 48
There can be little question that most of the marvellous rumors afloat about this affair are pure inventions, entitled to about as much credit as the story of Aladdin's lamp; and yet, in a case of this kind, as in the case of the discoveries in California, it is clear that the truth may be stranger than fiction.Page 93
While I gazed, this fissure rapidly widened--there came a fierce breath of the whirlwind--the entire orb of the satellite burst at once upon my sight--my brain reeled as.Page 109
That single thought is enough.Page 115
The little river which turned sharply in its course, and was thus immediately lost to sight, seemed to have no exit from its prison, but to be absorbed by the deep green foliage of the trees to the east--while in the opposite quarter (so it appeared to me as I lay at length and glanced upward) there poured down noiselessly and continuously into the valley, a rich golden and crimson waterfall from the sunset fountains of the sky.Page 126
My glance fell from the painting to the figure of my friend, and the vigorous words of Chapman's _Bussy D'Ambois_, quivered instinctively upon my lips: .Page 130
And now a full memory of the trial, of the judges, of the sable draperies, of the sentence, of the sickness, of the swoon.Page 160
not beyond the limits of its atmosphere.Page 192
Their light, in dying, enabled us just to perceive that a stranger had entered, about my own height, and closely muffled in a cloak.Page 194
Scarcely had I set foot in Paris ere I had fresh evidence of the detestable interest taken by this Wilson in my concerns.Page 216
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