 THE OLIO.

WRITTEN FOR TIE ADVOCATE. LOS TEMP oS.
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LOS TIEMP0S.

 CArTo VII. There is an isle circIed by southern seas. Which rarely wake beneath the storm

 Gnf.'s wing,

 And the voluptuous and odorous breeze. Hath not it's heart chilled in its wander

 ing,

 By wild old winter-peopled 'tis with ease And happiness and joy and every thing Of fair and quaint, aud sweet and deli. Which doth on southern seas and islands

 wait.

 And al! along the shore are sunny beach. Paved with the golden and the shifting

 sand,

 And ID among gray rocks are marrow

 reaches Where the sea enters with murmur

 bland,

 And out in front the endless ocean stretch While not an island Tn it's calm doth stand 1 : @ nis @olamond nf tho ocean aaems alone Apart from all the islands of that zone. tery,s within within the isle are odorous trees. =. s.'S .,,a ,s-'o7s5 flowers, and buds. and And alrfha ola5 Waysss--- aaa .esa With fruits, anu .tlheiT ehHresta fFle eessa

 nested birds; stis4s. Fed by the gentle wind from off the seas, With honey dew--and like lovers words, l Or muslc's most voluptuous harmoEies, GGo floating ;n and cut the winged herds Of winds, and every odor-laden air, Where the bees ride and their rich freight

 age bear. And founts and springs and grots do here

 abound,

 And ponds all peopled with most lustrous

 fish,

 All gold and purple-and they fit around, As changeahle as any Ioyer's wish; And here are some that never have been

 found,

 Since time began m any costly dish, And streams there are which mostly make

 their din, When stars are sleeping their white depths

 within. And back of all, the mountains overlook The island, and the broad and silent sea, Hoary and high-the upper element shook | Sometime ago his snow them in gIee, And here 1t les-white, In some grey

 nook

 The sea. foam gathers--and full silently Below, the greenness sleeps along the

 sides,

 And often thro' it's tops tue vapor rides. And life and light and love are redolent Within this glorious and happy isle-- The gentle deer IS seen with neck upbent, And silver antelope at every while; Where by gray trunks the aeeting shades l

 are pent, Which feed the grass and make the fow-

 CTS smile; And with its lamping eyes the wild ea-

 zelle,

 Looks out from every iyy-bowered dell. The simple people in this isle that dwell, Live as men lived when yet the earth was

 green,- Prlmeval they-they neither buy nor sell; No priests--no courts-no rulers have they

 scen-- Happy they iive--nor death is terrible For never preachers in that isle have

 been,

 To tell them ofwhat cometh after death-- Their cares are ended with the passing

 breath. And one of these--'tis now five years ago.. Seeking for coral stems, and gauds, to

 wreath His loved one's neck--while listlessly and l

 slow, The gentle skies and silver clouds be.

 meath,

 He urged his frail and yet secure canoe, And now and then would dive and bring |

 the teeth Of all sea monsters--and the coral stems Up to the lighL-and ocean's sparkling

 gems. While thus employed. there rose upon the

 west The "bul's eyo;" orb of the invisible

 storm

 As if the fiend by whom are seas opprest, Showed but his eye, and hid his gloomy

 furna--

 Thai eye which wakes the oceans wild And soon around it wreathed the coming | Bank after bank, grew out, and were np-

 piled,

 The deep black clouds, more fearful and

 mere wild. And scarcely had he cleared the coral

 reef,

 Urging lis fraiI canoe with wild alarm, When, on 1t came--there was quick and And terrible stillsess, and portentous

 calm,

 Like that of wo, CT deep, dark, fearless

 grief-