The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1881-01-23
For the Cairo Bulletin,
HYLAS.

dlrRAELEs AND PoLYpnEMos) We searched the
green fields through and through,
We crushed tie voets Of blue
And listend where the wild doves co.,
But could not lind him there
Our peited one, our pretty one,
Whose morn ofllfe had just begun
The golden CLINT Of the glancng sun
Sleptln the warm waves Of his hair.
Alasl that we who heard his cry,
And stood with drawn sword, flashing high,
Knew not where swift our feet should fly
To save our gallant lad.
lie WANDERED where the fern leaves cling,
And merry hearted songs did sing
As dipped his urn within the spring,
In starlight beauty clad
We found his footprints at the brink
Whereall the song birds come TO drink,
And then-and then, we could but think
That he had found grave,
That The water sprtes beheld his charms,
And circl'ing round him their white aims,
Drew him where star Of RED flame warns
The silver depths of the deep spring cave.
Oh, pretty llylas, never more
The souls of thine angel eyes shall pour
In mine their dreamy love.lit lore.
Sad heart Of mine forgeti
Forget the love borne 10 the dead,
Who reads the words by man unread.
Forget he lips love kissed TO red
Grown pa'c since they and Deaths have met
(USDRR THE wAvEs)
~ II,
pale he les
The white lids cover DER the eyes
That gave quick look OF wild surprise
When We drew him meath The spring,
Oh, wake him, wake! bid LIES warm glow
Tint DER the cheek of moulded snow,
And make glad music, soft and low,
Through our Crotto float az bourne on wing
(NyMPHs SNG) Pretty boy whose high. born
grace
Won NJ whom we saw thy face,
Woudst thou die when loves embrace
Hath just brought thee here to dwell.
Wake thee, wakel oh, mortal brain,
Ne'er shalt thou r-u again
TO the bosom of earth's pain.
Wake thee to dcight--forgiye'
Oh, wondrou- sweet thou art
with thine icccold lips apart,
Thou pearl in burning heart,
wilt thou melt, or wit thuu break
Thy rich locks auboundcd and free
Ripped beauty to thy knee,
Are they burial robe for thee
Sweet 1--we, dead love, awakel
QUEEN or THE sYMPHs)
Bring priceless gems and fragrant vino
Pillow his head upon our shrine,
Lot moonlight silver cause 10 shine,
And breathe ye magic words.
Why doth the cool touch of the spray
Chase not this statute look away
Awake the life that sleeps in clay
With music OF the birds.
tspiEIT or THE sPErSG)
No bird with plumcs OF low ret hue,
Our grottoed treasures ever view,
No bird to sea depths ever flew
So bear the bov away.
Away TO earthly gardens sweet,
Where rores, boughs for green skies meet,
Where nwn and deer with soft eyes greet
The birth Of each new day.
OK THE GRoyE)
tNYMn- SlNG) How warm the life.tint creeps
DER his young face as he sleeps
The soul through darkness leaps.
Hue Of rose upon his cheeks,
Trembling heart within his breast
Mortal by the gods caressed,
Fare thee we'll, sweet be thy rest,
Spirit Of the spring wave speaks.
For our service We command,
That upon by princey hand
Thou -hat clasp the shining band
OF tins magic cry-ta. glove
1t will yield the blissful fate,
Where the princess, chained, doth walt,
Break .hecaycrn's iron gate
To behold her II TO love. texit nymphs)
meier, until now,
Hath dream so strange crept DER my brow
Remembrance Of my dream made vow,
| viii be rue 30 thee
There hath been on earth no fairer grove,
No swccter place for foot TO rove.
Goseek thee now, oh, magic glove,
The captive maid tor me.
(UNDER THE WAVES
spirit OF THE SrRrSG) How now doth theyouug
prince fare,
Breathing Of the forest air,
What expression doth he wear
Meath the blue of earthly skies'
Hath the earth brought back the Joy
TO the sad face of the boy,
Have the soft winds come to toy
With the hair where gold light lies'
(NYMrHs SEG) IIylas woke with startled look,
Found the glove beside tho brook,
Caspcd the band AZ 'twere book,
Then 1t changed into dove
Flew unto the Caycrn's gloom,
Where the princess, In her tomb,
Woke TO find but birds and bloom,
And the royal lad her love.
Oh, the wild birds sang 80 loud,
That the forest branches bowed,
And a star peeped from cloud,
IA we Ugtauel 'moDr The trees,