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But soon these visions mystical depart,
And Love assumes his throne to rule the heart;
And tho' a despot, yet his soft control,
Like sweet bells, chimes within an inner soul.
Deep, deep within, a bliss he bids arise,
And all things range themselves in melodies;
The streams of life to music's murmurs flow,
And in youth's heart there falls "love's purple glow."
Then do emotions new exert their might,
And song translates the language of delight;
E'en as the sky-lark bathes her soaring wings
In balmy waves of air, and, ravished, sings
In wanton joy: so youth, with passion new,
Sends up his glad notes to the heaven's blue;
Sends up his wild notes upon pinions strong,
And scatters happiness in shreds of song.
Yes, sweetest Eoline, he sings to thee,
In accents soft as that low melody
Which evening breezes whisper in the ear
Of bending reeds, when not a sound is near.

                            PHASE II.

Oh man, arise, before thee lies the goal;
Arise! cast off the lethargy of soul,
Which poesy and song around thee fling;
Put by thy trembling lyre, thy harp unstring,
Bid music cease, and fold thy poet's wing:
                                     Life is the call.

Thy manhood doth demand a sterner theme
Than beauteous phantoms of thy early dream;
Turn thy rapt vision from yon distant star,
Recal thy mystic thoughts, which wander far,
For here on teeming earth thy duties are:
                                      Here stand or fall.

Wring from the stirring world some prize to prove
That thou art worthy of that higher Love,
Who dwelleth not for aye in Pathian bowers,
But gathers riches from the toiling hours,
And binds his brow with laurels, not with flowers:
                                      Do thou the same.

Forge on the glowing anvil of the world,
Some manacle for vice. Thy flag, unfurled,
Let flutter wide where human energy
Enrols within its ranks the brave, the free,
For action is life's noblest poesy,
                                      And work is fame.

The ceaseless toil of muscle and of mind
Illumines life, and lights and leads mankind.
Then, onward ever! and amidst the din,
With hope and strong heart plunge thou fearless in,
And Fortune's guerdon thou shalt surely win
                                      For Eoline.

Then, if thou wilt, in leisure's peaceful hours,
Find happy solace in thy minstrel powers.
And oh! when life has borne good fruit for thee,
How doubly sweet those tender words will be
Which woo, and win her with their melody,
                                      And she is thine!

                           PHASE III.

Deeply we have quaffed together,
   Passion fervent, love sincere;
But the chalice is not empty
   Some hath gone, but much is here.

In vain the world has brought us sorrow,
   You have been my solace true;
Every wave of adverse fortune
   Hath been bravely stemmed by you.

Ecstasy of joys departed
   Leaves behind no feeble light;
Chastened love is love augmented
   There is strength in gentle might.

What tho' now a line of silver
   Glistens in your raven hair?
In playful mood, with loving finger,
    Time too soon hath placed it there.

At this moment, orange-blossoms
   Midst your tresses seem to twine,
And their perfume lingers sweetly
   Round the brow of Eoline.

Yet, dear love, 'tis twenty summers
   Crown the term of wedded life,
And garlands hang all down the vista,
   Placed there by a perfect wife.

        A "REVIVAL" UNDER LOUIS THE
                          FIFTEENTH

IT is often asserted, in a tone, which passes for
being profoundly philosophical, that, "there is
nothing new under the sun."  And when
believers in human progress express their faith in
the destinies marked out for this world by its
Creator, and their conviction that, in truth, each
sun that rises looks on somewhat new
somewhat that it liever looked on beforein as much
as it finds mankind advanced, however
imperceptibly, some steps on the path of social, moral,
and spiritual amelioration, they are generally
answered by a reference to some phase of human
error and folly, which is found recurring after
long intervals, reappearing in the world long
after it had been fondly hoped that it was dead
and buried, springing up again from some
taproot deep down in the core of the human heart,
like those ill weeds which will grow again and
again, however often lopped off and cut down,
until every fibre of their spreading roots shall
have been eradicated.

It is never difficult in any department of
human affairs to find such instances. But
though they are often melancholy and
disheartening enough, they are rarely perplexing to
those whose faith in human progress is based on
an enlightened study of human history. For
such students know how oscillating the great
onward march has always been, and must ever
beafter how many repulses each foot of
progress has been won and made goodand how
patiently and how often the laggards and the
stragglers of the great host must be waited for,
and brought back yet once again into the ranks.
Nor are these references to long past appearances
of error which again revisit the glimpses of the
moon, vexing and troubling mankind, always
and altogether discouraging or valueless to the
cause of progress. They usefully prove and
illustrate the operation of law in the moral and
spiritual world no less than in the world of
physics. They give us opportunities of
observing in this sphere also the indissoluble and
constant connexion of cause and effect. And
such references to past cases of malady, and
comparisons of them with present phenomena,