The Sun.
London, England, 1835-05-29 00:00:00

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so of truth. The following reminds us of
t)tn e of the finest passages in 'Wordsworth :
Silent stood Frithiof, leaning on his sword,
And gazed upon the dance : when lo ! a host
Of recollections from his early days
Peer'd 'fore his brain ; a jocund train were they,
And innocent : with locks of gold, and eyes
Of azure, beaming love, they bade him Hail !'
And like a bloody shade his Viking life
-With all its battles, its adventures all.
Sank into night's abyss : and to himself
A Bautasten he seem'd, with garlands crown'd,
Standing beside their grave : and as the song
Continued, towards Valhalla rose in thought
His spirit, freed from all the lowly cares
Which haunt the valley of this earthly life :
And every sentiment of human hate
And human vengeance melted from his breast,
As the ice melts upon the mountains steep,
When vernal zephyrs blow : a sea of joy
And peace his soul heroic overwhelm'd.
He felt as if all nature's heart did beat
Against his own : and in his fond embrace
The universe itself he fain would hold,
And peace restore 'mongst all created beings."
No one but a great
poet could write these lines.
Key are full of deep thought and intense feeling.
'll:4v very different from these lines is the following
Mini burst at the opening of a canto :
" Now will I other scenes recall,
And tell how jarl Angantyr rests
Carousing in his banquet hall,
And drains the mead horn with his guests :
His face was jocund, blithe and bold ;
He gazed upon the liquid plain,
Where he beheld, like swan of gold,
The sun slow sinking on the main.
" There at the window Halvar stood,
His old and faithful sentinel ;
But e'en in his most watchful mood
He ne'er forgot _the hydromel.
One custom 'mat 4.12.i.s veteran stout;—
The cup no sooner didbe
He spoke not, but his arm stretch'a out,
To get it quickly fill'd again.,"
We have the whole hie tory Qf Halvar in the closing
:_t4inza, and a right jolly fellow he was. Falstaff him-
'll would have found no contemptible rival in him
over a can of good sack. The following dying admo-
ti •
t`°n
given by King Bele to his sons Helge and
-fdan, will show the correctness of what we ad-
tj'arleed above, respecting the number of moral apho-
-48:11,8 to be met with in this volume
Y children," said the aged King, " I feel th' approach of death ;
poreoncord govern ye the land, when I'm deprived of breath :
If fs! een as rings support the lance, concord upholds the throne ;
/1r °it the lance you take the rings, its strength at once is gone.
4‘tet force remain as sentinel to watch the country's door,
Fpr t° fair peace an altar raise, and still her smile adore
tO, defend, not injure man, should be the weapon's lot;
„,tet Your shield be ever placed before the peasant's cot.
)lil4l le but the man insane that seeks t' oppress his native land ;
t can a Monarch e'er achieve without his people's hand?
1 foliage of the glorious oak must wither and decay,
Ze bold trunk no life receives from hard and barren clay.
t;uehold, on four proud columns raised, how firm yon vaulted sky!
1.:4L80 should every Monarch's throne on law's firm basis lie :
,14%!'e remorseless tyrant's path, doubt, fear, and danger cling;
lee alone can render blest the country and the King."
lee * * "if ik • 41.
The flan, but never hat: h, oh King ! inflict not useless pains ;
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ield
&is it Spring,uth aor' Winter's cold that fructifies the field ?
11;r1friendless man, whate'er his rank, is wretched and forlorn ;
.Illce the pine tree in the waste, from which the bark is torn :
jtailke a tree within a grove the man befriended stands ;
root the purling streamlets feed ; all tempests it withstands.
g:',°ast not thy lineage proud and high ; on thy own worth depend ;
wouldst thou call that bow thine own which thou canst never
vitt bend ?
113, •t profit then the noble deeds that sepulchres inclose ?
Its
own force the river glides, and to yon ocean flows."
The instructions of King Bele are as necessary to
t:nces now as they were ten centuries ago, and a
°4l-trch who would make them the guide of his con-
wet would prove himself a blessing to his country.
th give them, however, rather to show the spirit of
it: Poem than for their intrinsic value, or any beauty
d the composition. The comparison of strength
own from the rings on the lance forms a striking
illtrast with the same poetical image when recurring
poesy of Greece and Rome.
ne shall conclude this notice of a Poem, which we
laarve every reason to believe will be exceedingly popu-
bY expressing a hope, that our publishers will give
erY encouragement to the translation of foreign
orks into the English language. To the English
0r
translators of " Frithion Saga," great praise is due
1 the fidelity with which they have performed a very
difficult undertakin
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