With his own name, Colossal ?—From the day A sign of salient life;-the Mystery Of Rome's immortal being was then made clear to me. * Tadmor signifies the "City of the Palm-grove,"-hence the Roman appellation. THE PAPAL BENEDICTION, FROM ST. PETER'S. HIGHER than ever lifted into space, Rises the sovereign dome,- Flows all the life of Rome; The assembled peasants of a hundred mountains, Behold that peerless whole of radiant Fountains,- And massive Front, from whose high ridge outslanted, The swaying breadth each gazer's breast enchanted Why are they met in their collective might, Is it to vindicate some injured right, By threat and clamour rude? To watch with tip-toe foot and eager eye Some mere device of Pride, Meaningless pomp of regal vanity The void of Truth to hide ? To feed some popular lust which cautious power Would, for wise ends, restrain, Not bartering to the passion of an hour Thanks, thanks to Heaven, that in these evil days, Days where no love is found in all our ways, And loathes all tender mutual offices, My soul the gracious privilege of this sight, A people of too simple faith to slight Not in low flattery, not in selfish dread, A People, a whole People, prostrated, Infant and veteran. K By that High-Priest in prelude of deep prayer Implored and sanctified, The benediction of paternal care Most surely from that narrow gallery Rome and the orbèd world. The faintest wretch may catch the dew that falls And take away a wealth that never palls, Old pines that darkly skirt the circling hills, Infuse the earth's dry heart, prolific rills! Bear the glad tidings to your sister seas, Let every muttering storm be hushed in peace, And would my spirit from Earth's embasing rule That I might pass through such fit vestibule SIR WALTER SCOTT AT THE TOMB OF THE STUARTS IN ST. PETER'S.* EVE's tinted shadows slowly fill the fane -A sculptured tomb of regal heads discrown'd, There lie the Stuarts !-There lingers Walter Scott! The power of Genius and the fall of Kings. *When Sir Walter Scott was at Rome, the year of his death, the history and localities of the Stuarts seemed to absorb all other objects of his interest. The circumstance of this poem fell within the observation of the writer. |