Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXXIV, No. 1, January 1849Various
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Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXXIV, No. 1, January 1849
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
Thou art gone!
We shall miss thee when the flowers
Come again with vernal hours,
Brightly though thy roses bloom,
They will whisper of the tomb!
And thy voice will linger still
In the gurgle of the rill,
In the murmurs, low and sweet,
Where the silver waters meet,
In the summer even’s gale,
Sporting with the violets pale.
Meekly will their blue eyes weep
O’er thy still and solemn sleep;
And the wild-bird’s gentle moan
Murmur o’er thy slumbers lone,
Like a viewless spirit’s lay,
Asking of thee Far Away!
Fare thee well!
Thou art gone!
On thy brow, so pale and fair,
On thy dark and glossy hair,
Wreathed in many a shining braid,
Sad, autumnal flowers were laid.
Slowly to thy tomb they bore thee,
Tender farewells murmured o’er thee,
Veiled thee in its silence deep,
In thy last and dreamless sleep.
Where thou liest, soft and low,
Winter spreads his sheet of snow,
Pure and spotless as thy form.
Thou hearest not the surly storm
Sweeping o’er the dazzling wold;
Stars are gleaming, pale and cold,
On thee from the vault above,
Like the watchful eyes of Love.
Fare thee well!
* * * * *
THE FUGITIVE.
BY THE VISCOUNTESS D’AULNAY.
[Most of our readers are familiar with “Claire d’Albe,” the work
spoken of in the following pages, either in the original or as
translated, and will recollect the pleasure its perusal gave
them. Its author is better known in America, however, by one of
her subsequent works, which has been translated into almost
every written language, admired wherever it has been read, and
which has been justly ranked among the first productions in that
department of French literature to which it belongs. We refer to
that affecting story, over which so many tears have been shed,
“Elizabeth, Or The Exiles of Siberia.” In translating the
following account we have been obliged, from its great length,
to condense from the original—leaving out nothing, however,
which was essential to the interest of the story. It will be
recollected that the incidents of our tale took place in 1793,
when France was convulsed by political revolutions.]
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