got above that chimney. Just as this happy certainty has with you risen above the disgusts of the day.

A. She looks surprised as well as complacent.

L.

She looks surprised to find me still here. I must say

good night. My friend, good night.

A. Good night, and farewell.

L.

You look as if it were for some time.

A. That rests with you. You will generally find me here, and always I think like-minded, if not of the same mind.

An ancient sage had all things deeply tried,

And, as result, thus to his friends he cried,

"O friends, there are no friends." And to this day
Thus twofold moves the strange magnetic sway,

Giving us love which love must take away.
Let not the soul for this distrust its right,

Knowing when changeful moons withdraw their light,

Then myriad stars, with promise not less pure,
New loves, new lives to patient hopes assure,
So long as laws that rule the spheres endure.

WILEY AND PUTNAM'S

LIBRARY OF

AMERICAN BOOKS.

PAPERS ON LITERATURE AND ART.

PART II.