All were alive, and made this sea Of summer ants, caught suddenly Landed upon the isle, I soon Through marble alleys and small groves That bird, whose plumes of black and white Were in their hue, by Nature trac'd, A type of the moon's shadow'd light. In drapery, like woven snow, These nymphs were clad; and each, below A dark blue zone, or bandelet, With little silver stars all o'er, As are the skies at midnight, set, As much delight the young Moon takes, Of the shrill sistrum tim'd their feet; They seem'd all fair-but there was one Over that brow's imagin'd grace, As e'er was born of voice and hand, With luxury of light and sound. Then was it, by the flash that blaz’d As startingly her eyes she rais'd, But quick let fall their lids again, M Of splendour from the aisles, display'd. Never though well thou know'st how much I've felt the sway of Beauty's starNever did her bright influence touch My soul into its depths so far; And had that vision linger'd there One minute more, I should have flown, And, at her feet in worship thrown, But, scarcely had that burst of light Of light and song, the young maids went; In vain I tried to follow;-bands Of reverend chanters fill'd the aisle: Or wreath of lotus, which I thought, But no, 'twas vain-hour after hour, Till my heart's throbbing turn'd to pain, And my strain'd eyesight lost its power, And, hurrying (though with many a look CHAPTER XII. FOLITICAL ODES-LIFE OF BYRON-SUMMER FETE-PENSIONLATTER WORKS. In 1828 Moore published "Odes on Cash, Corn, and Catholics," full of quaint hints and pointed allusions to the political topics of the day, which made his bright sallies of wit immensely popular at the time. Here is a verse which our readers might almost fancy was written by Hood: "Now, Dantzic wheat before you floats— Now, Jesuits from California— Now Ceres, link'd with Titus Oats, Comes dancing through the Porta Cornea,1 In The Periwinkles and the Locusts, a Salmagundian Hymn, founded on a sentence from Rabelais' story of Panurge, he thus hits at the financing of the govern ment: "The Salmagundian ones were rich, Or thought they were no matter which- From their Periwinkles larger grew! 1 The Horn Gate, through which the ancients supposed all true dreams to pass. And their rulers, skill'd in all the trick 5, 6, 7, 8, and 9 and 10, Such various ways-behind, before, And proved themselves most wealthy men ! "So, on they went, a prosperous crew, Would thus go flourishing on for ever.” We cull the following amusing entries from his DIARY: Breakfasting at Rogers', May 22, 1828.-"Luttrell's idea of the English climate,--' On a fine day, like looking up a chimney; on a rainy day, like looking down it.'" 27th May, 1828.-"Breakfasted at Rogers'. Anecdote of the Disputatious Man:-Why, it is as plain as that two and two make four.' 'But I deny that too; for 2 and 2 make twenty-two." June 6, 1828.-"Talking of figurative oratory, mentioned the barrister before Lord Ellenborough. 'My lord, I appear before you in the character of an advocate from the city of London; the city of London herself appears before you as a suppliant for justice. My lord, it is written in the book of nature' 'What book?' says Lord E. 'The book of nature.' 'Name the page,' says Lord E., holding his pen uplifted, as if to note the page down." 6th July, 1828.-"Apropos of loss of friends, somebody was saying the other day, before Morgan, the great calculator of lives, that they had lost so many friends (men |