Perchance the bald old eagle, Looked on the wondrous sight; Still shuns that hallowed spot, For beast and bird have seen and heard But when the warrior dieth, His comrades in the war, With arms reversed and muffled drum, They show the banners taken, They tell his battles won, And after him lead his masterless steed, Amid the noblest of the land We lay the sage to rest, And give the bard an honored place, With costly marble drest, In the great minster transept Where lights like glories fall, And the organ rings, and the sweet choir sings Along the emblazoned wall. This was the truest warrior That ever buckled sword, This the most gifted poet That ever breathed a word; And never earth's philosopher Traced with his golden pen, On the deathless page, truths half so sage And had he not high honor, To lie in state while angels wait With stars for tapers tall, And the dark rock pines, like tossing plumes, Over his bier to wave, And God's own hand, in that lonely land, To lay him in the grave? In that strange grave without a name, Shall break again, O wondrous thought! And stand with glory wrapt around And speak of the strife that won our life, O lonely grave in Moab's land! Speak to these curious hearts of ours, Ways that we cannot tell; He hides them deep, like the hidden sleep Of him He loved so well. THERE IS A GREEN HILL. THERE is a green hill far away, Where the dear Lord was crucified, We may not know, we cannot tell But we believe it was for us He hung and suffer'd there. He died that we might be forgiven, There was no other good enough To pay the price of sin; O dearly, dearly has he lov'd, And we must love him too, COUNT VITTORIO ALFIERI. ALFIERI, VITTORIO, COUNT. A celebrated classical Italian dramatist; born at Asti in Piedmont, January 17, 1749; died at Florence, October 8, 1803. He came into his vast paternal inheritance at the age of 14; and two or three years afterward began a series of travels which extended over nearly all the European countries, returning to Turin, 1772. He was the hero of many romantic adventures, and his first bent toward literature was given him by his desire to lessen the tedium of illness for a lady of whom he was enamored. His success determined his after career. He elaborated the slender sketch of a dramatic dialogue into a tragedy in five acts, "Cleopatra," which was put on the stage in Turin, 1775. Conscious of his imperfect acquaintance with literature and the niceties of his native language, he now began the study of Latin and of the Tuscan dialect. At Florence he formed an attachment for the Countess of Albany, which ended only with his life. His tragedies, " Cleopatra," "Polynice," "Antigone," "Agide," "Bruto," and several others, are founded on classic themes and formed on the Hellenic model. "Saul," founded on Hebrew sacred history, but elaborated according to the canons of Grecian dramaturgy, was by far the most popular of Alfieri's dramas. The "Filippo" presents in lineaments that could be drawn only by the hand of a master the sombre character of Philip II. of Spain. He wrote in all twenty-one tragedies and six comedies, and composed many sonnets; among his odes are five on " American Independence." His prose works comprise an essay on "Tyranny," a volume of "Essays on Literature and Government," and "Memoirs of his Life." From that much-longed-for river shalt thou breathe ABEL. Ah, hear thou me! My brother, do thou hearken! |