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And see how the depths of those waters dark Are alive with the dragon, the snake, and the shark.
"There, there they cluster'd in grisly swarms,
And the shapeless hammer, I saw them all;
"In horrible consciousness there I stay'd, One soul with feeling and thought endued, 'Mid monsters, afar from all earthly aid, Alone in that ghastly solitude!
Far, far from the sound of a human tone,
In depths which the sea-snake hath call'd her own.
"And shuddering I thought, 'they are creeping
They uncoil, and they straighten their hundred joints
They will clutch me soon!'-in the frenzy of fear
I was seized by the whirling stream once more,
The monarch he marvell'd that tale to hear,
See how its gleaming diamonds shine!
Go down yet again, and bring word to me,
What thou find'st in the uttermost depths of the
His daughter she listen'd in grief and shame,
"O father, enough of this terrible game!
Think what he hath dared-at thy word-for thy sake!
Or if thou yet longest with quenchless desire, Twice shall these knights be shamed by a squire ?"
Then quickly the monarch grasp'd the cup,
"If once again thou canst bear it up,
The first of my knights I will dub thee now; And thou shalt achieve as thy bride this day The maid who for thee doth so sweetly pray!"
Through his spirit no earthly fire is rushing,
For he sees how that fair young face is blushing,
For life and for death he plunges in!
Again that groaning ?-that low deep sound,
With loving looks they are gathering round,
It cometh, it cometh, the wave's wild crash! Backwards and forwards it rushes and roars, But, alas! the youth no wave restores!
The Happiest Land.
THERE sat one day in quiet,
The landlord's daughter fill'd their cups,
And spake not one rude word.
But when the maid departed,
And cried, all hot and flush'd with wine, "Long live the Swabian land!
"The greatest kingdom upon earth
And the nut-brown maidens there."
"Ha!" cried a Saxon, laughing,
And dash'd his beard with wine;
"I had rather live in Lapland,
Than that Swabian land of thine!
"The goodliest land on all this earth, It is the Saxon land!
There have I as many maidens
As fingers on this hand!"
"Hold your tongues both Swabian and Saxon!"
A bold Bohemian cries;
"If there's a heaven upon this earth,
In Bohemia it lies!
"There the tailor blows the flute,
And then the landlord's daughter
LONGFELLOW, AFTER THE GERMAN.
Brown and Jones.
As Brown and Jones one day walk'd out
In merry mood they chatting stood,
Upon the ground, within the pound,
"Behold," said Jones, "the thing's made out,
For there is one pound one."
"I wonder not," says Brown, "that thought
Since that's the way your debts you pay,
The Toy of the Giant's Child.
BURG NIEDECK is a mountain in Alsace, high and strong,
Where once a noble castle stood-the giants held
Its very ruins now are lost, its site is waste and
And if ye seek for giants there, they are all dead and gone.
The giant's daughter once came forth the castlegate before,
And play'd, with all a child's delight, beside her father's door;
Then sauntering down the precipice, the girl did gladly go,
To see, perchance, how matters went in the little world below.
With few and easy steps she pass'd the mountain and the wood;
At length near Haslach, at the place where mankind dwelt, she stood;