FUH THE ENQUIRER. ' tFT0ns tRe German of Heydey.)
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,s58 IJI THE DYING SWAN. s, " Must I alone be mute and sonuless I'' s;ob;nc

 spake the still swan to himself, as he bathed him.

 self in the reflections of the beautiful sunset; eI

 alone of all the feathered tribe! As for the cac,-

 ling geese, the screaming peacock, indeed envy

 them not their voices; but thine, o, sweetest Phi

 lomel thy voice envy, as enchanted with it's

 melody, float more slowly upon the wave, and

 llnger intoxicated amid the reflections of heaven.

 How would sing thee, golden evening sun how sing thy beautiful light and my own bliss! how dive into this glassy mirror of thy roseate face and die

 Still enraptured the swan dived down. and scarcely had he risen again above the wave, when there stood upon the shore shining form, which beck oned him thither. Twas the god of the morning and evening sun, the beautiful Phebus "sweet. lovely creatures" said he, the prayer is answered which thou hast so long cherished in thy silent breast, but which might not be answered any soon- er." Scarcely had he said l1e word, than he touch ed the swan with his Tyre, and attuned him with the tone of the immortals. The elastic tone pene- trated the bird of Apollo. Now loosed in song he poured forth sweetest strains to the god of beauty. Grateful, joyful, he sang the beautiful swan, the glttering lake, and his own innocent, bissful life Soft as his downy form was that melodious song.- Far, far over the waves he oated. in sweet, dreamy song, untii--he found himself in Elysium, at the feet of Apollo. in his true heavenly beauty. The song given him in life had become his death song, which, felt in every limb, dissolved his frame for he had heard the tone of the immortals, had seen the countenance of god. Gratefully he bowed himself at the feet of Apollo, and heard again those god-like tones, even as his own true wife came thitherward, who, in sweet song, had mourned her. self to death after him. The goddess of innocence adopted them both for her favorites; beautiful pair for her pearl car, when she bathes in the sea of youth. f. 'a .f

 Patience, thou still, hoping heart. What is de- nied thee in life, because thou canst not support it, will be given the at the moment of death.