Literary cadet and Rhode-Island statesman. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1827-1829, 1827-07-07
POETRY.
FIRE WoRsHIPPERs.

FIRE wORsHIPPERs.
In our last, We commenced copying th
beautiful poem, which Mr.. Moore has YER
happily entitled the "FIRE woRsHfPERs,
and which forms very prominent portion
celebrated poem entitled Ralla Rookh. W
should continue che poem until IL is completed
Light as n Q angel shapes that bless
An infants dream, yet not the less
Rich in ali womsns loveliness;
With eyes 50 pure, that from their ray
Dark vice would turn abashd away.
Blinded like serpents, when they gaze
Upon the emersld's virgin blaze!
Yet, 1li'd with all Youths sweet desires,
Mmgling the meek and vestal fires
OF othev worlds With al the bl %,
The fond, weak tenderness oi tins !
A soul too, more thap half divine,
There. through some shades OF earthly feel
Ing.
Religion soHon'J slorcs shine.
Like light through summer foliage stealing,
Shedding glow Of such mild hue,
so warm, snd yet SO shndowy too,
A. makes the very darkness there
More beautiful than light elswhere
Such is The mail who, at this hour,
Hath risen from her restless sleep,
AnJ sits alone in that high bower,
Watching The still aud moonlight deep.
Ah. twas not thus, with fearful eyes
And beating heart, she us'd 20 gaze
On tie magnificent earth and skies,
In her own land, in happier dny..
Why looks she now so anxious down
Anong those rCcks, whose rugged frown
Blsckens the mirror OF the deep!
Whom waits she all this lonely night
FOO rough the rocks, to bold the ste. p,
For man TO scale that turrets height!
SO deem'd at least, her thoughtful sire.
When high, to catch the cool night-air
After the day- y-beams withering fire,
he built her bower OF freshness there,
And had il jcck'd with costliest skill,
And fondly thought il safe as fair:
Think, reverend dreamer think so still,
Nor " AXE to learn what Love can dare,
Love, all defying Love, who sees
M charm in trophies won with ease
Whose rarest, dearest fruits of bliss
Are pluckd on Dangers precipice
Bolder than they, who dare not dive
For pearls. but when the seas at rest,
Love. in the tempest most alive,
Hath ever held that pearl the best
IL iDls beneath the stormies; water!
Yes--ArABYs unrival'd daughter
Though high that tower, that rock-way rude,
There's one who, but to kiss thy cheek,
Would climb tn untrodden solitude
or ARApAr's tremendous peak,
And think ITS sleeps, though daik and dread,
Heav'n's pathways, ii TO thee they led!
Ev'n now thou seest the flashing spray,
That lights his oars impatient way!-
Ev'n now thou hearst the sudden shock
OF his swift Bark against the rock,
AMI stretches; down thy arms VI snow,
As if to lift him down below
Like her To whom at dead OF night,
The bridegroom, with his locks light,
Came in the flush Of love and pride,
And scald the terrace Of his bride;-
When, rs she saw him rashly spring,
And midway up in danger cling,
She flung him down her long black hair,
Exclaiming breathless, There, love, there!
And scarce did manler nerve uphold,
The hero ZaI in that fond hour,
Than wings The youth who fleet and bold,
Now climbs the rocks to HINDA's bower,
See-lght as up their granite sleeps
The rock goats of ARABIA Chamber,
Fearless from c-ag to crag he leaps,
And now is in the maiden's chamber.
She loves-but knows not whom she loves,
Nor what his race, nor whence he camel
Like one who meets, in Indian groves,
Some besuteous trd, without name,
Brought by the last ambrosial bre eze
From isles in tn undiscovered seas,
To show his plumage for a day
To wondering eyes. and wing away
Will he thus hy-her nameless lover?
ALA forbid, twas by moon
As fair as this, while singing over
Some ditty to her soft Kanoon,
Alone, at this same witchlns hour,
She first beheld his radiant eyes
Clean through the lattice Of the bower,
Where nightly now they mix their sighs;
And thought some spirit of the air
CFor what could wait mortal thereO
Was pausing on his moonlight way
To listen to her lonely lay
This fancy ne'er hath left her mind;
And-though, when terror's swoon had past,
She saw youth. Of mortal kind,
Before her in obeisance cast
Yet often sin ce, when he has spoken
Strange, aw ful wor1s-and CLEANS have broken
From his dark eyes, too bright to bear,
Oh! she hath fear'd her soul was given
To somo unhallowd child OF air,
Some crrins Spirit, cast from heaven.
Like those angelic youths Of old,
Who burnd tor maids of mortal mould,
Bewiider'i 4 left the glorious skies,
And lost their heaven for woman. eyes?
Fond girl! nor fend nor angel he,
Who woos thy young simplicity;
But one of earth's impasson'd sons,
As warm in love, as fierce 10 ire
As the best heart whose current runs
Full. the Day Gods living fire!
fro BE CONTINUED
FOR THE LITERARY CADET.
ADDRESSED TO M*+t
By George ID. Prentice, ESQ.