X.—THANKSGIVING ODE.
Enthroned upon a silver beam Of perfect light, Our lady reigns as doth beseem The Queen of Night!
Whate'er thy pastime is,
Dian or Artemis,—
Whether as huntress fair and free, With strong limbs bared in symmetry, On sylvan heights the chase thou followest,— Or veiled, and cold, and pure, Distillest moonlight for the thirsting flowers, Receive this hymn of ours, Offered to thee, our sorrow's royal cure, Itt that thou pitiest !
• Written for a proposed musical production of Shakespeare's oar of Pericles, arranged by Mr. John Coleman .
To thee the grace, white friend of men, For life restored, And wife and daughter given again To sire and lord ; To thee the glory is, Dian and Artemis !- Reigning a goddess chrysolite, Encentred in thy palace-light, Through thy fair moon the tides thou governest ; And from thy radiant throne, All woman, bending to our passionate prayer, Ilast sent some spirit rare, To give us back our jewels for our own, Plucked from the spoiler's breast.
October, 1883. HERMAN MERIVALE. (Concluded.)
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