THEN when into the room the well-built son made his entry,Straightway with piercing glances the minister eyed him intently,And with carefulness watch'd his looks and the whole of his bearing,With an inquiring eye which easily faces decyphers;Then he smiled, and with cordial words address'd him as follows"How you are changed in appearance, my friend! I never have seen youHalf so lively before; your looks are thoroughly cheerful.You have return'd quite joyous and merry. You've doubtless dividedAll of the presents amongst the poor, their blessings receiving."
Not the remotest desire ever to call them mine own.Years thus fleeted away! Although our houses were only
Open to each child of earth;We, 'mongst mortals sunk the deepest,
Of that prize so fair!Now, to our deep sorrow, we
When his race is run,
Life, such as deities grant, though thou perceived'st it not.Phoebus, in vain with thy rays dost thou clothe the ether in glory:
He raised his eyes upon the world again,We show'd him how his thoughts might find relief
When the question I would ask:'Twas in such a beauteous season,
HEART! my heart! what means this feeling?
Then methought "This child can ne'er,