Mexico weekly ledger., 1878-06-06

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Never ripple is rolled.
The twilight breeze is too lazy
Those feathery palms to wave,
And yon little cloud 10 as motion
tionless
AS stone above q grave.
Ah me! this lifeless nature
Oppresses my heart and brain!
Oh! for a storm and thunder
For lightning and wild, fierce rain
Fling down that lute-I hate it!
Take rather this buckler and
sword,
And crash and clash them together
Till this sleeping world is stirred
Hark! to my Indian beauty
My cockatoo, creamy white,
With roses under his feathers,
That fash across the light.
Look! listen! as backward and for
To his hoop of gold he clings,
How he climbs with crest uplifted,
And shrieks as he madly swings!
o cockatoo, shrek for Antony!
Cry. "Coms; my love, come
homer'
Shrek "Antony! Antony! Antony"
Till he hears you even in Rome.
There-leave me, and take from my
chamber
That wretched little gaaelle,
With its bright, black eyes SO mean-
ingless,
And its silly tinkling bell!
Take him-my nerves he vexes-
The thing without blood or brain;
Or, by the body of Isis,
I'll snap his thin neck in twain!
Leave me to gaze at the landscape
Mistil,' stretching away,
When the afternoons opaline trem-
O'er the mountains quivering play,
Till the fiercer splcndor Of sunset
Pours from the West its fire,
And melted as in a crucible,
Their earthly forms expire;
And the bald, blear skull Of the des-
With glowing mountainsi is crown
ed,
That, turning like molten jewels,
Circle its temples round.
| will lie and dream of the past time,
Eons of thought away,
And through the jungle of memory
Loosen my fancy to play;
When, a smooth and velvety tiger.
Ribbed with yellow and black,
Supple and cushion-footed,
wandered, where never the track
OF human creature had rustled
The silence of mighty woods,
And fierce in tyrannous freedom,
Iknew but the law of my moods;
The elephant, trumpeting, started
When he heard my footsteps near,
And the spotted giraffe fed wildly
In a yellow cloud of fear.
l sucked in the noontide splendor,
Quivering along the glade,
Or yawning, painting and dreaming,
Basked in the tamerisk shade,
Till / heard my wild mate roaring,
AS the shadows OF night came on,
To brood in the trees thick branches,
And the shadow of sleep was gone;
Then / reused and roared in answer,
And unsheathed from my cushion
ed feet
My curving claws and stretched me,
And wandered my mate to greet.
We toyed in the amber moonlight,
Upon the warm fat sand,
And struck at each other our mas
sive arms
How powerful he was and grand!
His yellow eyes flashed fiercely
As lie crouched and gazed at me,
And his quivering tail, like a ser
pent,
Twitched, curving nervously;
Then like q storm he seized me,
With a wild triumphant cry,
And we met as two clouds in heaven
When the thunders before them
fly.
We grappled and struggled together
For his love, like his rage, was
rude,
And his teeth in the swelling 1oids
of my neck
At times, in our play. drew blood
Often another suItor-
For was flexile and fsir--
Fought for me in the moonlight,
While I lay crouehing there,
| Till his blood was drained by the
desert;
And, rufi"d with triumph and
power,
He licked me and lay beside me
To breathe him q vast hslf-hour,
Then down TO the fountain we lolter'
ed