New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1873-09-06
BOSTON.
LITERARY NOTES.


WHO SAID HE WAS DoNKEY-soNGs FROM
THE BIRDS OF PASSAGE
IFRoh REGULAR CORRESPONDENT OF THE TRlBUNb'J
Boston, Sept. Al have already alluded 10
the Aftermath" OF Prof. Lonsfellow u. X. 0sgood
COL and perusa Of the volume has given me The satls
faction for which anticipation prepared me- Inc
pleasure that Longfeow is always quiet pleasure
He has the subtley and the of Brownng nor
docs touch the quiverIne chords o. human passion
and attune them 20 such tenderness as does len
son. There is nothing this volume which Is klhueu
with the fire Of his own yOuth-no lines tna' 80
culver with human longing as those IN DIS Eh"! i"iV
Of long ago:
Like dams Hiss unasked. uns0ught,
Love gives ITSELF but Is not bought
Nor voice nor sound betiays
Its deep imprisoned gaze
-uoomes the-tho beautiful. the free,
The crown Of an humanity
In silence and alone
To seek the elected one
"Oh, weary heartsl Oh slumberng eyesi
On dropping souls whose destmies
Are fraught with fear ana pam
Ye shall be loved again!
"No one is so accursed by fate
No utterly desolate, =, ,..n
But some heart though unknown
Responds unto MS OWL
I. Pesnonds--as n with unseen wings
An angel touched it's quivering strings;
And whispers In It's song -
Where hast thou stayed 80 longP
Iongfeow has grown older and calmer since then he
"A IN the autumn OF his e, and very pleasant are
these autumn fruits he has gathered for u.s. He mas
thorough command OF his own resources He brings
forth from his treasury quaint facts and emOroiders
them with graceful fancieshe feels the dignity OF lfe
and vet he is ready 10 welcome LIES twin brother
Deaih, with unfalteriug trust. book Written oy
such a man-sO cultured so good so honest, anu 80
richly endowed by natureis treasure, ripe ana rare
vintage which needs bush. One speaks OF IL as one
would return thanks after full feast Aftermath
n composed Of the Third Part OF Tales OF Wayside
and % bird
dainty song birds 90 music the world Is never TOO
busy 20 listen gladly. Half the volume, at least Is pup
lshed now the first timehat is to say the Prelude
tho Inerludes, FIqale. and a number OF the poems
The Prelude pictures the Waysde Inn, touched with the
soit moonlight without lighted by the rudy hrehght
within Here in the warm glow, sit the guests We have
known before, and tell their stories as Of old. The
Spanish Jews tale CONES first taleof Azrael snow
ting how Raah who sought escape him. on the wings
Of the wind but borne to the very spot where the
strong angel Of death had appointed 10 keep ryst with
him Then comes an Interude which the gay sicilian
begs The old Jew 10 forbear his frightul legends and
by way of taking the out himself and on the
rafting spiunet plays
-Matianina. like breeze
From Naples and the southern seas,
That brings Is the delicious scent
And memories OF soft DAYS OF ease
At Capri and Amalh spent
But the Poet insisted, despite tins remonstranee on
telling the story Of his Azrae can angel mortal as our
selves"-a legeud which he had found in dusty tome
IN al ancient cOnven-a tale Of Charlemagne Man OF
Iron. whose very presence. blinded with the majesty
of his coming. other men fell down as II dead.
His helmet Of iron, and his gloves
OF ron, ana Ms brGastpa!e and ,l his Us greayes
Aud tassels were Of iron, ana bis shield
In lis left hand he held iron spear,
H. biz right hand his sword invincinle.
And color Of IRON. All who went before him,
Beside him and behind him. his whole host,
Were armed with iron. and hcir hearts within them
Were stronger than the arn0r mat they wore
The fields and all the roads were filed with iron,
Aud points Of iron glstened in The sun
Aud sbed terror through the city streets.
Then in tbe next Iuierude. the talk fSs Charlie
magne. ihs greatness anu MS glory And then the
Student tells tale of the Great Monarch, showing him
IN quite another light than Man Of Iron This tale Of
Emma ana Egnhard" which The Student told one Of
The charming poems in the 5OOk-tender and sweet
and with such a human warmth such youthful aTdor,
suggests you bunch OF roses, crimson with June
and 10Y among the sooerer frwtage of the Autumn.
Eginhard was the Youthful scribe of Charlemagne-
gentle we'll instructed favore of the sovereign, and
beloved Of all for his modest grace and cOmeliDess
Of face figure lie had been schOOled in all the arts
by which the world Is ruled except one, which the
Emperor had taken into account and did not dream
OF, tall too late. Tor
Home FROM her convent TO the palace came
The lovely Princess Emma, whose sweet name
whispered by seneschal or Suug ny bard,
Had often touched the soul OF Egluhard
lie saw her from his window, "a In state
shc came. by knights attended through the gate;
Fresh ~ the morn. and beautiful as May;
lie her IN the garden, a she straNed
Among the flowers OF summer Win her maid,
Ard said 10 him. o Eeiuhard, disclose
The meaning aud the mystery of the rose -
Aud trembling he made answer: ." In good sOOth,
Its my tery is love, its meaning youth. ~
How can tell the signals aud the signs
by which one heart another heart diyines
How can tell the many thousand ways
BY which u keeps the secret IL betrays
q mystery Of love! o strange rom ance!
Among the Peers and Paadns Of France.
UT.lu
Noble by birth yet u0bler by great deeds
TIE Princess Emma had no words nor looks
Bui fOf This clerk this man OF thought and books.
fhe Summer passed, and the Autumn came with black
cDed stalks OF lilies and falling leaves, and then the
Winter Asd what there FOR Egnhard TO do in the
hong Winter evenings but to watch forever from his
window the Light that burned always in the tower Of
Princess Emmaf
At length night while missing nv the FIRE,
O'ercone 10 last bv his insane desire
For what will reckless love not do and darei
He crossed the court, and climbed the winding stair,
with some feigned message In the EmpefOrs name 4
But when be 20 the lady's presence came
He knelt down at her feet, until she land
Her band npOn him, like "a naked blade,
And whispered IN his ear: Arise, Sir knight,
IL my hearts level, my hearts delight"
AND there he fingered till the Growing cock,
Tie AleciryOn of the farm yard and the hock
Sang bs aubade with lusty voice and clear,
To tell the sleeping world that dawn was near.
And then they parted but at parting, To-
They the palace courtyard white with snow,
And, placid a nun, the moon on high
Gazing from cloudy clOsters Of the sky,
" Alas he said, d" now hide the fatal line
Df footprints leading from thy door 20 mine,
And none reiurningi" All, he little knew
What wOmaDs w.t. when put TO proof, can dol
That night the Emperor, sleepess with the cares
Aud troubles that attend state affairs,
Al lEtae ttefo the ayyu nd uefpgO