And all the beauties of his verse become Her own ;-so be it with the poet's Vale: Behold the cliffs, that wall the gods' old home, OLYMPUS. WITH no sharp-sided peak or sudden cone, My head and soul, and ask again, "if that be Thou?" I feel before thee, as of old I felt, (With sense, as just, more vivid in degree) And if to me thou art a holy hill, Let not the pious scorn,-that Piety Though veiled, that Truth, though shadowy, were still All the world had to raise its heart and fallen will. Thou Shrine which man, of his own natural thought, Splendour of form and depth of thunderous sound, And the pure gems that lie in Poets' hearts untold. God was upon Thee in a thousand forms Of Terror and of Beauty, stern and fair, Upgathered in the majesty of storms, Or floating in the film of summer air; Thus wert Thou made ideal everywhere; From Thee the odorous plumes of Love were spread, Delight and plenty through all lands to bear,From Thee the never-erring bolt was sped To curb the impious hand or blast the perjured head. How many a Boy, in his full noon of faith, With inner light, and holding in his breath, Has seen the Goddess there so proudly shrined, And pass, though wingless, on the northward wind, On to thy height, beneath the eternal dome, Where Heaven's grand councils wait, 'till Wisdom's self shall come. Ours is another world, and godless now Thy ample crown; 'tis well,—yes,—be it so, New grace With the long mass of gloomy hills below : Blest be our open faith! too grand, I ween, To grudge these votive tears to Beauty that has been. A VISION OF THE ARGONAUTS. THE gulf of Volo (Pelasgicus Sinus) has received the merited homage of every tourist in northern Greece. As seen from some miles inland, and even from some parts of its own shore, it is so weather-fended and mountain-bound, that it becomes difficult to imagine it as a part of the open Ægean, the manyislanded Ægean,-to believe that the waters at your feet are of the sea, over which Delos wandered, and which now contains it within "her glassy cestus." The form of Pelion is improved by a close approach, and the villages which climb above half-way up its sides would beautify the least attractive surface, each house rising with its own cypresses and platans about it, in an irregular succession. Here too, as elsewhere, the first and oldest association is the brightest,-that of the Argonauts; the light of the tradition is refracted in its different colours on almost all the many cities that have lived and perished on this hilly shore; it was doubtless an object of eager rivalry, from which of them went forth the parent ship,—the aboriginal sea-conqueror,-the ocean-opener! A peasant asked us whether it were not true that "hence set out the first Ship that ever sailed." It is a privilege of great price to walk With that old sorcerer Fable, hand in hand, There is no other wand potent as his, Out of that scene of gloomy pilgrimage, Where prostrate splendors and unsated graves To the heart's eye delicious,-pure delight That Peasant's simple question to my thoughts From which, in outline dim, slowly came forth With village voices) desolate and bare ; |