After this wondrous largess, and before The unimagined pain, Which, in Gethsemane, the Saviour bore He read, how these two acts of Love between, Ere that prolific day was dim, Christ and his Saints, like men with minds serene, Together sung a hymn. These things he read in childly faith sincere, And said with kingly utte'rance-"I must hear "I will send forth through sea and sun and snows, To lands of every tongue, To try if there be not some one which knows "For I have found delight in songs profane And when the monks intone a pious strain, "How blessed then to hear those harmonies, Which Christ's own voice divine engaged! 'Twould be as if a wind from Paradise A wounded soul assuaged." Within the Empe'ror's mind that anxious thought Lay travailing all night long, He dreamed that Magi to his hand had brought The burthen of the Song; And when to his grave offices he rose, To offer untold guerdons unto those But first he called to counsel in the hall And with an open counte'nance to them all He said, "It is God's pleasure, that my will Is made the natural law Of many nations, so that out of ill "Therefore this holy mission I decree, Sparing no pains or cost, That thus those sounds of dearest memory Be not for ever lost." They spake. "Tradition streameth thro' our race, Most like the gentle whistling air, To which of old Elias veiled his face, Conscious that God was there : "Not in the storm, the earthquake, and the flame, That troubled Horeb's brow, The splendour and the power of God then came, Nor thus he cometh now. "The silent water filtereth through earth, The Word of God in Man slow bubbleth forth, 66 Thus, in the memo'ry of some careful Jew May lurk the record of a tune Wont to be sung in ceremonial due After the Paschal noon; "And thy deep yearning for this mystic song May give mankind at last Some charm and blessing that has slept full long The King rejoiced, and, at this high behest, Passed out to search the World if East or West What good or ill those venturous hearts befell, How far they wandered, I have not to tell; I only know, that when the weight of hours 66 : "My soul has waited many a lingeʼring year To taste that one delight, And now I know at last that I shall hear The hymn of Christ to-night. "Look out, good friends! be prompt to welcome home, Straight to my presence bring, My messengers, who hither furnished come The Song of Christ to sing." Dark sank that night, but darker rose the morn, Of the divinest presence stripped and shorn It seemed beyond the common lawful sway In Aachen Abbey's consecrated ground, Within the hollowed stone, They placed the imperial body, robed and crowned, While the blest spirit holds communion free With that eternal quire, Of which on earth to trace the memory Was his devout desire.* * It is probable that the hymn sung on this occasion was the Hallèl, or part of it. The Hallèl is invariably chanted in all Jewish families on the two first evenings of the Passover, and consists of Psalms 113, 114, 115, 116, 117, and 118, and is also read in the synagogue on every day of that feast. THE NORTHERN KNIGHT IN ITALY.* THIS is the record, true as his own word, Of the adventures of a Christian knight, Who, when beneath the foul Karasmian sword † And having found, in that reflected heaven, He joined some comrades on their common way. The Spring was mantling that Italian land, Though those hard sons of tumult and bold life, In his deep soul was utterly controll'd. *The story of Tannhäuser is now so well known through Mr. Julian Fane's and other Poems, that it is unnecessary to repeat the historical notice of former editions: "Der Tannhäuser und Ewige Jude" of Grüsse (Dresden, 1861) gives the whole cycle of the Legend. At the conclusion of the last crusade. |