Miscellaneous Poems — Song

O, elm-leaves dark and dewy, The very same ye seem, The low wind trembles through ye, Ye murmur in my dream!

O, river, dim with distance, Flow thus forever by: A part of my existence Within your heart doth lie!

O, stars, ye saw our meeting, Two beings and one soul, Two hearts so madly beating To mingle and be whole!

O, happy night, deliver Her kisses back to me, Or keep them all, and give her A blissful dream of me!

1842. A CHIPPEWA LEGEND.

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ἀλγεινὰ μέν μοι καὶ λέγειν ἐστὶν τάδε ἄλγος δὲ σιγᾷν.

Æschylus, Prom.

Vinct.

197.