The national era. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1847-1860, 1860-02-09
XIII.
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"I.e, Love clasp Grief lest be BE drowned,
Let dar kncss keep her rave .Soss
All sweeter TO be drunk oss,
To dance with death to beat q found
Than that the victor hours. d scorn
The long result Of love. st;
Behold The man hist oveiS lost,
But all he was is overworn
II Palazzo Cieco had ms shadows in its
lofty rooms, in its Oubttettes, N its long, sound
ing corridors, and athwart its broad, stately
stairs. Shadows gloomy epough at times /;
shadows that lay long and blssk, ike the form
of some one murdered and q A; shadows that
Aecked the wainscot, and Aed the marble
flags like gouts of blood ,efariously shed I;
shadows that fitted to ant sro, and up and
down, with the mysterious noiselessness OF
ghosts Why should not these fallen Garame-
lis revisit their old familiar halls, and, signing,
peep into their own familiar chambers, which
the plebean FOrestiere were now desecrating ?
And the lovers-shall we wonder if lovely Mary
comes back to Holyrood, and signs and wrings
her hands by the spot where the cruel daggers
pierced poor Rizzio? And in Venice, at mid.
night, hast never seen that spectral gondola gil
ding, noiSeless, with music of scull, no verses
of Tasso, along the Grand Canal It's Lucre-
zia she Of the pale yellow hair, seeking her
Gennaro, whom she has poisoned, whom she
loves. whose voice she will never, never hear
again, for he is dead All, miserable death,
coming thus ever, with thy cold breath, be-
tween us
But we are no ghost-seers; and if we were,
there would be small chance of our being graf
fled now, for to-day the shadows are weak and
faint and pale-very pale--in Pdtdzzo C'eco.
1t is quite happy palace to-day. The sun
shines as if determined to Guido his youth-as
if resolved to hint to US Of some of those re-
splendent glories he shed down upon Eden on
that day when Adam, walking through the gar
den, found his bride toying with her tresses
by the fountains brink. Sunshiny Pope, In
ing, and keeping up lively castanet accompa-
niment with thumb and fingers. Orazio has re-
ceived q largesse, and now sits in the doorway
with bottle of sweet wine and a platter OF
fies. Bene! Bene! Life is like Madonnas
smile this dayl The lizards are exuberantly
merry; they run up and down, they spread
themselves in the warm lodges and cracks OF
the wall, now darling upon q fly, now snoozing
with one eye open, now prone upon their backs,
with legs stretched out, summing their yellow
bellies Verify, Paldzzo Cieco is happy pal
ace to-day. George has mounted stupendous
white eravat, tied in the most outrageous OF
bow-knots; his hair is wonderfully combed,
whether we consider the puffs at the sides, the
wellwinnowed apart" or the rounded, oiled,
ambitious " top-knot-" And George has taken
possession of happiness this morning-has
made it his own-aud wrapped his person
about it as closely aud completely as black
kid glove can enwrap hand. -.
Whence, then, does it happen that to-day the
shadows are so faint SO impotent, so insignifi-
cant, in Palazzo Cseco :
Suppose that, to-day, tomorrow, or mex,
week. or some time, it we're to be proclaimed
in Venice, and throughout the whole State Of
venetia proclaimed with bray Of trumpe,
and yo;ce of herald, from senate, church, and
guard room, by voice of magistrate, and printed
manifesto, aGt--his Imperial Majesty Francis
Joseph, with due regard 70 the well-being O
his people, hath absolutely decreed, and nov
makes Il known, that from this time, hence