the stars from heaven To lands far o’er the main; He went, by fortune driven, And ne’er returned again. The haughty walls through sorrow Have long since sunken low, And heavy plow-shares furrow Thy house, Urania, now.

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Each time the sun is sinking It friendly looks on Hveen; Its rays there linger, thinking On what the place has been. The moon hastes melancholy Past, past the coast so dear, And in love’s transport holy Shines Freya’s starlet clear.

Then suddenly takes to heaving Of that same ruin’d hold The basis deep, believing It is some eve of old. p. 18For many moments gladly  ’Twould rise up from the mould; But ah! it can’t, and sadly Sinks in death’s slumber cold.

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p. 19THE READY ANSWER.

p. 19

The brother to his dear sister spake; “Wilt thou not quickly a husband take?”

“Dear brother, I’ll do no such thing, I’m far too young for marrying.”

“Then why so oft do I hear it said That thou preparest thee to wed?”

“Ah! folks such store of scandal say, That only fools attention pay.”

“Who was that gallant knight, that rode This morning early from thy abode?”

“A very gallant knight, indeed, It was my page upon his steed.”

p. 20“What might that pair of shoes betide, That lately stood by thy bedside?”

p. 20

“If pair of shoes stood ever there, That pair of shoes my slippers were.”

“Those children small, how came they, say, The other day in thy bed that lay?”

“No children small I ween were they, But pups with which I’m wont to play.”

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