Say, is not this then bliss divine, Beauty's smiles and rosy wine?

of all that feverish train, Fool'd by those phantoms of the wizard brain, Most wildly dotes, whom young ambition stings To trust his weight upon poetic wings; He, downward looking in his airy ride, Beholds Elysium bloom on every side; Unearthly bliss each thrilling nerve attunes, And thus the dreamer with himself communes.

Unbeliever though he was, he loved the Magdalen's God and savoured the creed that has bestowed on lovers one amorous bliss the morethe bliss of losing their immortal souls.

But I whispahs low lak dis, An' my 'Mandy smile huh bliss Mistah Bush he shek his fis', Down in lovah's lane.

"God bliss Miss Cora," he added, in the same manner of speech that he had been wont to use before she became a wife.

When dumb grow tongues of men that on such love would dwell, Why should a tongue-cleft pen by babbling strive to tell? Thy cheek is in my heart; no more will bliss delay; Glad omens e'er impart news of a gladder day.

I wish that peace through all thy life, May on each step attend; May rapture crown its closing hour, And perfect bliss its end.

Coeval with our birth, this pure desire Was given to lift our grov'ling natures higher, Till that high praise, by genuine merit wrung From men's slow justice, shall employ the tongue Of yon Supernal Court, from whom may flow Or bliss eternal or eternal wo.

But O my rose, whom in my dreams I see, Enkindle with like bliss my waking gaze!

Bring wine; for to a lofty spirit, should they at its tribunal be, What were the sentry, what the Sultan, the toper, or the foe of glee? Forth from this hostel of two portals as finally thou needs must go, What of the porch and arch of Being be of high span or meanly low? To bliss' goal we gain not access, if sorrow has been tasted not; Yea, with Alastu's pact was coupled the sentence of our baleful lot.

It is thus rendered by Mason: The youth that gazes on thy charms, Rivals in bliss the Gods on high, Whose ear thy pleasing converse warms, Thy lovely smile his eye.

Then, if proved, As I dare vouch thee, loyal in thy love, Even to the Queen herself thy saintlier soul At length may soar: perchanceOh, bliss too great For thoughtyet possible!

For this: The strength and the patience of toil; For ever the dreams that are bliss The hope of the seed in the soil.

But nobler triumphs WHITE'S probation claims Than ever blazon'd Wit's recorded names; For Virtue's sons, to bliss immortal born, Tower to their native heaven, and view with scorn The vain distinction of the trophied sod, 'Tis theirs to gain distinction with their God!

Ah stay, ye tender hours of young delight, Suspend ye moments your impatient flight; For sure if aught on earth can bliss impart, Can shed the genuine joy that sooths the heart, 30 'Tis felt, when early passion's pure controul Unfolds the first affections of the soul; Bids her soft sympathies the bosom move, And wakes the mild emotions dear to love.

Though I bliss inherit never.

"O mistress of my soul," he said, "who callest me thine own, How easily all bars to bliss thy love might trample down!

Hither the walkers turn with weary feet, Then bliss the mansion, and the master greet: Their greeting fair bestow'd, with modest guise, The courteous master hears, and thus replies: 'Without a vain, without a grudging heart, 140 To Him who gives us all, I yield a part; From Him you come, for Him accept it here, A frank and sober, more than costly cheer.

~A Snare and a Delusion.~ Between the trees a hammock swings On the lawn, at twilight's glow; Oh, what bliss sweet memory brings Of the days of long ago!

Fortune, of-worldly state the governess: Fortune, of man's delight the mistress: Fortune, of earthly bliss the patroness: Fortune, the spring of joy and happiness.

How short of bliss the sublunary reign, How long the clouded days of misery and pain!

Ah! was it true, or was it but a dream Of bliss that scarce to mortal hearts is given?

Then he exclaimed: "God bliss yer own swate self!" taking her in his brawny arms.

Of every finer bliss the source!

A hallow'd wave from mercy's fount was pour'd, And, wash'd from clay, to bliss his spirit soar'd.