MONTE CASSINO.

WHAT hangs behind that curtain ?- Wouldst thou

learn?

If thou art wise, thou wouldst not.

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The region of AMALFI.

Then, half-fallen,

A lonely watch-tower on the precipice,

Their ancient land-mark, comes. Long may it last ;
And to the seaman in a distant age,

Though now he little thinks how large his debt,
Serve for their monument!

Believed to be His master-work, who looked

Beyond the grave, and on the chapel-wall,

As though the day were come, were come and past,
Drew the Last Judgment *. But the Wisest err.
He who in secret wrought, and gave it life,
For life is surely there and visible change,
Life, such as none could of himself impart,
(They who behold it, go not as they came,
But meditate for many and many a day)
Sleeps in the vault beneath. We know not much;
But what we know, we will communicate.

'Tis in an ancient record of the House;
And may it make thee tremble, lest thou fall!

Once-on a Christmas-eve-ere yet the roof
Rung with the hymn of the Nativity,

* MICHAEL ANGELO.

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The region of AMALFI. Then, half-fallen,
A lonely watch-tower on the precipice,

Their ancient land-mark, comes. Long may it last;
And to the seaman in a distant age,

Though now he little thinks how large his debt,
Serve for their monument!

Believed to be His master-work, who looked

Beyond the grave, and on the chapel-wall,

As though the day were come, were come and past,
Drew the Last Judgment*. But the Wisest err.

He who in secret wrought, and gave it life,
For life is surely there and visible change,
Life, such as none could of himself impart,
(They who behold it, go not as they came,
But meditate for many and many a day)
Sleeps in the vault beneath.
But what we know, we will communicate.
'Tis in an ancient record of the House;
And may it make thee tremble, lest thou fall!

We know not much;

Once-on a Christmas-eve-ere yet the roof Rung with the hymn of the Nativity,

MICHAEL ANGELO.

GG