Procure a copy of "Echoes from the Pines," and the sweet music and balsamic odor will be deliciously refreshing and grateful to every sense.
P. McC.
Musings from Foreign Poets.
THE PEARL AND THE SONG.
From the German of Ebert.
The million-tinted pearl of ocean
Lies shrined within its mortal shell,
And sails the deep in wavy motion,
Responsive to each tidal swell.
These songs of mine that shell resemble
Freighted with tears, in ebb and flow,
Like to the shell they float and tremble
On the wild ocean of my woe.
THE MODERN MUSE.
From the Italian of Leopardi.