THE EPIC HEXAMETER.
Giddily onward it bears thee with resistless impetuous billows;
Naught but the ocean and air seest thou before or behind.
THE DISTICH.
In the hexameter rises the fountain's watery column,
In the pentameter sweet falling in melody down.
THE EIGHT-LINE STANZA.
Stanza, by love thou'rt created,—by love, all-tender and yearning;
Thrice dost thou bashfully fly; thrice dost with longing return.
THE OBELISK.
On a pedestal lofty the sculptor in triumph has raised me.
"Stand thou," spake he,—and I stand proudly and joyfully here.
THE TRIUMPHAL ARCH.
"Fear not," the builder exclaimed, "the rainbow that stands in the heavens;
I will extend thee, like it, into infinity far!"