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The Fate Of Genius.
Come , Geinus ! come—from Byron ' s tomb—Spread thy wings' bright shadow o ' er me ; The venom'd foul engeuder'd gloom , By falsehood raised , shall fly before thee : I ask thee for no laureate wreath ,
I court no lasting deathless fame—One ray of light—one kindling breath—¦ To vindicate the Byron ' s name . Come—and though this mortal form Should perish in the dazzling rays , Like Semele I'd hail the storm .
And die with transport in the blaze . ( To be continued in our next . J
Loves Of The Flowers.
LOVES OF THE FLOWERS .
ZEPHYR AND LOTUS . LOTUS FLOWER . ZEPHYR , Zephyr , whither straying , Leavest thou thus thy longing bride ? AVith some brighter flowret playing ,
Dost thou now my frown deride ? ZEPHYR . Hither , hither to thee flying , Zephyr comes to dry thy tears ; Cease then , love , O cease from sighing!—Zephyr all thy sorrow hears .
LOTUS FLOWER . Come and sip my fragrant breath ; From Nilus tide I spring to meet thee : AVi til thee is life—when from thee , death—My fairy spirit longs to greet thee . ZEPHYR .
Over valley—over mountain-Gathering clew , I ' ve known no rest ; My wings are gemm'd in Flora ' s fountain , I come to shake them o ' er thy breast .
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
The Fate Of Genius.
Come , Geinus ! come—from Byron ' s tomb—Spread thy wings' bright shadow o ' er me ; The venom'd foul engeuder'd gloom , By falsehood raised , shall fly before thee : I ask thee for no laureate wreath ,
I court no lasting deathless fame—One ray of light—one kindling breath—¦ To vindicate the Byron ' s name . Come—and though this mortal form Should perish in the dazzling rays , Like Semele I'd hail the storm .
And die with transport in the blaze . ( To be continued in our next . J
Loves Of The Flowers.
LOVES OF THE FLOWERS .
ZEPHYR AND LOTUS . LOTUS FLOWER . ZEPHYR , Zephyr , whither straying , Leavest thou thus thy longing bride ? AVith some brighter flowret playing ,
Dost thou now my frown deride ? ZEPHYR . Hither , hither to thee flying , Zephyr comes to dry thy tears ; Cease then , love , O cease from sighing!—Zephyr all thy sorrow hears .
LOTUS FLOWER . Come and sip my fragrant breath ; From Nilus tide I spring to meet thee : AVi til thee is life—when from thee , death—My fairy spirit longs to greet thee . ZEPHYR .
Over valley—over mountain-Gathering clew , I ' ve known no rest ; My wings are gemm'd in Flora ' s fountain , I come to shake them o ' er thy breast .