Written for The Republican.
7 H E D 90 M.


BY EsCHUYLUs.
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"No Rupert, am not offended -but"-


@But--why do you pause3 Oh, God !!
| knew 'twould be thus: that should cast
my hearts affection upon one who could
not reciprocate them. Thou dost-thou
canst not love me, Julie : Is it not so -


"No, Rupert, it is not so but art thou
sure thou dost truly love me"'


Love thee, Julie As the Parsee, bend
ing in silent alteration before the setting sun,
so does my soul bow before thee with as
vain worship. Thou canst not doubt my
lover Why art thou slent9 Why is thy
head hung down? There are tears upon
thy cheek. Oh dear Julie on my knees
ask thy pardon, if have offended thee"


q am not offended, dear Rupert, but oh
my heart is too, too full Of happiness -


"Of happiness And dost thou love me,
then ,"- .., 'i1",1


eyes, Rupert, with my whole soul ! love
thee"


There was no eye gazing on them; but
there, beneath the rays of the chaste moon,
they knelt, and with joined hands they
breathed warm, passionate vows Of mutual
love-vows whose register was the star
sprent scroll Of heaven, traced by the pen
ciled beams Of the moon-vows which were
deeply .@ III. r.. /,
writ in the red-leaved volume of the heart
vows which linked their souls in the
indissoluble bonds of unpriested wedlock,
for what love has joined is banded until
the wall cf life fndeth echo in eternity
Many years have passed since then, but
those vows have hallowed night to me. II
seems to me holy, as the Sabbath OF the
weary earth.


sStringing the stars at random round her head
Like a pearl network there she sits-brigh


night!
love night more ,ha II day--she is SO lovely.
But love night the most because she brings
NV love to me in dreams which scarcely lie;
Oh all but truth and lovlier OFT than truth!
Let me have dreams like these, sweet night


forever, @.
When | shall wake no more; an endless dream
OF love and holy beauty mid the stars


But wander For happy months then
souls communed; f,easting on the intellectu'
al viands of love- And then they were
forced to part for while He had not II
nished his collegiate course; SO one night
with sorrow in his heart, he came to ble
her farewell. There was foreboding o
coming anguish that he could not 'reft from
him-but he told il not to her. Need 1t b'
said that they rehearsed their protestatlon.s
Of devotion One single kiss sealed their
vows--a single kss--pure and holy as th'
chaste dewdrop resting on tie rosebud's pc
tailed breast; and with it burning like tn
coal Of fire on Jacobs lips Rupert Ora