"We have found a change, we have found a pall, And a gloom o'ershadowing the banquet's hall, And a mark on the floor, as of life-drops spiltNought looks the same, save the nest we built!" Oh, joyous birds, it hath still been so ! "A change we have found there, and many a change! Faces and footsteps, and all things strange! And the young that were have a brow of care; Sad is your tale of the beautiful earth, VARIED as his plumes, and as his plumes notes, run his Smoothly, with many a happy rise and fall. The vividly-contrasted tints unite To please the admiring eye! So, loud and soft, And high and low, all in his notes combine, In alternation sweet, to charm the ear. THE FALCON. Dietmar. By the heath stood a Lady, As she watch'd for her lover Happy Falcon!" she cried, "Who can fly where he list ; And can choose in the forest The tree he loves best! "As to thee, lovely Summer! Returns the bird's strain; As on yonder green linden And wilt not thou, dearest, "Yes, come, my own hero, When first my eye saw thee, K THE LARK. THE livelong night, as was my wonted lot, Already with his shrilling carol gay The vaulting Skylark hail'd the sun from far; Hark! Hark! Thou merry Lark! Reckless thou how I may pine; That sweet fair one, Brightest, dear one, Then my joy might equal thine. |