M A RY S A R.

BY wy. WALLACE.
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Mrp the odorous breath of flowers,
And nights quiet noon above
In the shade of forest flowers,
Kneeling, told of my love;
Spirit of voices fell lfrom far,
And upon our trysting lonely,
Looked the eyes of angels only


MARY STAR.
Not as evening lights that steal
One by one through purple skies
Didst thou, levely one, reveal
Thy rare beauty's paradise;
Like The full orb'd moon afar,
Bursting through the cloud-rift hoarS
Shon'st. thou in thy perfect glory


MARY STAR.
Brightly flashed thine eyes on mine
Eyes of midnight dark and deep
AS the cherub-eyes that snlne'
Over childhood's rosy sleep
Ere tho curse hath shown It's scar:
And nv brain with strange giadness,
Thrilled until felt a madness,


MARY STAR.
Thoust to me temple shone--
Where glorious seraph sung
Low, sweet ditties, all alone,
Ger harp forever strung,
To some music caught from far;
Why vast thou to me SO tender,
In thy rnaiden's morning splendor,


MARY STAR!
How my Beings river rolled
Without melody along,
Till the waye-harp, icy cold,
Echoed back the spirit-song
In many silver.ringing barl
Better had the river darkled
And with music never sparkled-


MARY STAR.
Oh! agony! l see those eyes
Oh, agony! but not on mine
Do they with wild surprise
Deep and dark and lustrous shire;
They are bent on one afar.
Why didst thou in light elysian
Glitter but phantom-vision-


MARY STAR
Better better hadst thou died
While thy heart as yet was young;
Gone to earth in maiden pride
With the harp yet sweetIy strung.
Voices then from Heaven afer,
Would whispered, why this weeping
She above thee, waking, sleeping,
Is an ange-vigil keeping y


MARY STAR.