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("Courtisans! attabl's dans le splendide orgie.")

[Bk. I. x., Jersey, December, 1852.]


Cheer, courtiers! round the banquet spread -
The board that groans with shame and plate,...

("Toi qu'aimais Juv'nal.")

[Nox (PRELUDE) ix., Jersey, November, 1852.]


Thou who loved Juvenal, and filed
His style so sharp to scar imperial brows,
And lent the lustre lightening...

("Lorsque l'enfant parait.")

[XIX., May 11, 1830.]


The child comes toddling in, and young and old
With smiling eyes its smiling eyes behold,
And artless, babyish joy;...

("Vous qui pleurez, venez ' ce Dieu.")

[Bk. III. iv., March, 1842.]


Ye weepers, the Mourner o'er mourners behold!
Ye wounded, come hither - the Healer enfold!...

("Oh! n'insultez jamais une femme qui tombe.")

[XIV., Sept. 6, 1835.]


I tell you, hush! no word of sneering scorn -
True, fallen; but God knows how deep her sorrow....

[V, vi., August, 1832.]


Say, Lord! for Thou alone canst tell
Where lurks the good invisible
Amid the depths of discord's sea -
That seem, alas! so dark to me!
Oppressive to a mighty state,...

("Jersey dort dans les flots.")

[Bk. III. xiv., Oct. 8, 1854.]


Dear Jersey! jewel jubilant and green,
'Midst surge that splits steel ships, but sings to thee!...

("Un jour, Kanut mourut.")

[Bk. X. i.]


King Canute died.[1] Encoffined he was laid.
Of Aarhuus came the Bishop prayers to say,
And sang a hymn upon his tomb, and held...

("En ce temps-l' du ciel les portes.")

[Bk. I. v., December, 1822.]


The golden gates were opened wide that day,
All through the unveiled heaven there seemed to play...

CAIN.

("Lorsque avec ses enfants Cain se f't enfui.")

[Bk. II]


Then, with his children, clothed in skins of brutes,
Dishevelled, livid, rushing through the storm,...

TO LITTLE JEANNE.

("Vous e'tes donc hier un an.")

[September, 1870.]


You've lived a year, then, yesterday, sweet child,
Prattling thus happily! So fledglings wild,...

("Un soldat au dur visage.")

[CROMWELL, ACT I.]


"Hold, little blue-eyed page!"
So cried the watchers surly,
Stern to his pretty rage
And golden hair so curly -...

("Orph'e au bois du Caystre.")

[Bk. I. ii.]


Orpheus, through the hellward wood
Hurried, ere the eve-star glowed,
For the fauns' lugubrious hoots
Followed, hollow, from crook'd roots;...

("Mon 'me ' ton coeur s'est donn'e.")

[ANGELO, Act II., May, 1835.]


My soul unto thy heart is given,
In mystic fold do they entwine,
So bound in one that, were they riven,...

("Jeune fille, l'amour c'est un miroir.")

[XXVI., February, 1835.]


Young maiden, true love is a pool all mirroring clear,
Where coquettish girls come to linger in long delight,...

("Ecoute-moi, Madeline.")

[IX., September, 1825.]


List to me, O Madelaine!
Now the snows have left the plain,
Which they warmly cloaked.
Come into the forest groves,...

("La salle est magnifique.")

[IV. Aug. 23, 1839.]


The hall is gay with limpid lustre bright -
The feast to pampered palate gives delight -
The sated guests pick at the spicy food,...

("Ainsi, lorsqu'un mortel!")

[XXXIV., May, 1828.]

As when a mortal - Genius' prize, alack!
Is, living, bound upon thy fatal back,
Thou reinless racing steed!...

(VICTOR HUGO TO GARIBALDI.)

("Ces jeunes gens, combien 'taient-ils.")

[LA VOIX DE GUERNESEY, December, 1868.]


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Young soldiers of the noble Latin blood,...

("Non! je n'y puis tenir.")

[CROMWELL, Act III. sc. iv.]


Stay! I no longer can contain myself,
But cry you: Look on John, who bares his mind
To Oliver - to Cromwell, Milton speaks!...