THE NE E DIE .
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what hast thou seen with thy shining eye.

 Thou needle, so subtle and keens- ~I have been in Paradise, stainiess and fair, And fitted the apron of fig leaves there,

 To the form of its fallen queen. The manties and wim-les. the hoods and veils.

 That the bellesrof Judah wore, When their naughty mien, and their glance of ir Enkindled the eloquent prophets ire.

 Iheiped to fashion of yore' The beaded belt Of the Indian maid

 1 have deck'd with as true a zeal As the gorgeous ruff of the knish h, of old, Or the monaTeh's name of purple and gold

 Or the satrap's bfoid'd heel. haze lent to beauty new power to reign,

 At bridal. and cogrfly hail, Or, welded 10 fashion. have help'd to bind Those gossamer links, that the strongest mind

 Have sometimes held in thrali. have drawn drop, sa round and red,

 From the finger small and white, or the startled child as she strove with care Her doii to deck with some gewgaw rare,

 But weps al my puDetnTs bright. have gazed on the mothers patient brow, [ hs my utmost speed sAe pied. To shield from winter, her children dear. And the kbeil of midnight smoie her ear, While they slamber'd at her side. have heard n the hut Of the pining poor,

 The shivering inmates sigh, When faded the warmth of her last, faint brand, AS slow, from her cold and eIammy hand,

 She let me dzop--te die :"