FROM SHENSHIN (FET.).

Wondrous the picture,

How homelike to me!—

Distant plain whitening,

Full moon on the lea;

Light—in the heaven’s high,

And snow flashing bright;

Sledge in the distance

In its lonely flight.

A whisper, a gentle sigh,

Trills of the nightingale;

The silver flash of the brook,

Asleep in the sleepy vale.

The shadows and shine of night—

Shadows in endless race;

The sweep of a magical change

Over a sweet young face.

The blush of a rose in the mist,

An amber gleam on the lawn;

A rush of kisses and tears—

And oh, “the Dawn! the Dawn!”