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. The essays of Leigh Hunt. rdens the most beauteous,Compared with these, are weeds : is it not February,The second day she died ? frost, ice, and snow,Hang on the beard of winter wheres the sunThat gilds the summer? Pretty, sweet boy, say,In what country shall a man find this garden ?My delicate boy,—gone ! vanished ! Within there,Julianus ! Geta ! Enter Julianus and My Are my gates shut ? Geta. And Saw you not a boy ? Jul. Where?Theoph. Here he entered ; a young lad ; A thousand blessings danced upon his eyes,A smooth-faced, glorious thing, that brough
. The essays of Leigh Hunt. rdens the most beauteous,Compared with these, are weeds : is it not February,The second day she died ? frost, ice, and snow,Hang on the beard of winter wheres the sunThat gilds the summer? Pretty, sweet boy, say,In what country shall a man find this garden ?My delicate boy,—gone ! vanished ! Within there,Julianus ! Geta ! Enter Julianus and My Are my gates shut ? Geta. And Saw you not a boy ? Jul. Where?Theoph. Here he entered ; a young lad ; A thousand blessings danced upon his eyes,A smooth-faced, glorious thing, that brought this No, sir ?Theoph. Away—but be in reach, if my voice calls you. [Exeunt. 346 A FEW WORDS ON ANGELS We need not point out to our readers the bright-cheeked child, the smooth-faced glorious thing, thatbrings a basket,—a thousand blessings dancing upon hiseyes ;—but we notice the words that we may enjoy themin their company.—And so with this perfect taste cf theangel and his Eden fruit, we THE MOUNTAIN OF THE TWO LOVERS We forget in what book it was, many years ago, that weread the story of a lover who was to win his mistress bycarrying her to the top of a mountain, and how he did winher, and how they ended their days on the same spot. We think the scene was in Switzerland ; but the mountain,though high enough to tax his stout heart to the uttermost,must have been among the lowest. Let us fancy it a goodlofty hill in the summer time. It was, at any rate, so high,that the father of the lady, a proud noble, thought it impos-sible for a young man so burdened to scale it. For thisreason alone, in scorn, he bade him do it, and his daughtershould be his. 347 348 MOUNTAIN OF TWO LOVERS The peasantry assembled in the valley to witness soextraordinary a sight. They measured the mountain withtheir eyes; they communed with one another, and shooktheir heads ; but all admired the young man ; and someof his fellows, looking at their mistresses, thought the
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