THE CORSAIR.

O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea,
Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free,
Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam,
Survey our empire, and behold our home.

Canto i. Stanza 1.

She walks the waters like a thing of life,
And seems to dare the elements to strife.

No words suffice the secret soul to show,
For truth denies all eloquence to woe.

Canto iii. Stanza 22.

He left a corsair's name to other times,

Linked with one virtue, and a thousand crimes.

Canto iii. Stanza 24.

BEPPO.

For most men (till by losing rendered sager)
Will back their own opinions by a wager.

Sophrano, basso, even the contra-alto
Wished him five fathom under the Rialto.

Stanza 27.

Stanza 32.

His heart was one of those which most enamor us, Wax to receive, and marble to retain.*

Stanza 34.

Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes,
Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies.

Stanza 45.

O, Mirth and Innocence! O, Milk and Water! Ye happy mixtures of more happy days!

Stanza 80.

MAZEPPA.

And if we do but watch the hour,
There never yet was human power
Which could evade if unforgiven,
The patient search and vigil long

Of him who treasures up a wrong.

For her my heart is wax to be moulded as she pleases, but enduring as marble to retain whatever impression she shall make upon it. — Ceryantes. La Gitanilla.

THE DREAM.

And both were young, and one was beautiful.

The ocean to the river of his thoughts,*

Which terminated all.

A change came o'er the spirit of my dream.

Ibid.

Stanza iii.

And they were canopied by the blue sky,
So cloudless, clear, and purely beautiful,
That God alone was to be seen in Heaven.

Stanza iv.

ENGLISH BARDS AND SCOTCH REVIEWERS.

'Tis pleasant, sure, to see one's name in print; A book's a book, although there's nothing in 't. Line 51.

Hope constancy in wind, or corn in chaff.

She floats upon the river of his thoughts. — Longfellow. The Spanish Student. Act ii. Sc. 3.

Si che chiaro

Per essa scenda della mente il fiume.-DANTE.

Believe a woman, or an epitaph,

Or any other thing that 's false, before
You trust in critics.

Line 75.

Perverts the Prophets and purloins the Psalms.

Line 326.

O Amos Cottle! Phoebus! what a name !

Line 399.

So the struck eagle, stretched upon the plain,
No more through rolling clouds to soar again,
Viewed his own feather on the fatal dart,
And winged the shaft that quivered in his heart.

Line 826.

When all of Genius which can perish dies.
Monody on the Death of Sheridan.

Folly loves the martyrdom of Fame.

Line 22.

Line 68.

Who track the steps of Glory to the grave.

Line 74.

Sighing that Nature formed but one such man,
And broke the die in moulding Sheridan.*

Last Lines.

Sublime tobacco! which from east to west
Cheers the tar's labor or the Turkman's rest.

The Island. Canto ii. Stanza 19.

* Natura il fece, e poi ruppe la stampa.

Orlando Furioso. Canto x. Stanza 80.

The idea, that Nature lost the perfect mould has been a favorite one with all song writers and poets, and is found in the literature of all European nations.

Divine in hookas, glorious in a pipe,

When tipped with amber, mellow, rich, and

ripe;

Like other charmers, wooing the caress

More dazzlingly when daring in full dress;
Yet thy true lovers more admire by far
Thy naked beauties—give me a cigar!

The Island.

Oh, God! it is a fearful thing

To see the human soul take wing

Canto ii. Stanza 19.

In any shape, in any mood. Prisoner of Chillon viii.

I had a dream which was not all a dream.

Lord of himself, that heritage of woe!

Darkness.

Lara. Canto i. Stanza 2.

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light

Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.

Hebrew Melodies.

Pare thee well! and if for ever,

Still for ever, fare thee well.

Fare Thee Well.

Hands promiscuously applied,

Round the slight waist, or down the glowing

side.

The Waltz.