Both have ruled from shore to shore,
That incestuous pair, who follow
Tyrants as the sun the swallow,
As Repentance follows Crime,
And as changes follow Time.

In thine halls the lamp of learning,
Padua, now no more is burning;
Like a meteor, whose wild way
Is lost over the grave of day,

་ It gleams betrayed and to betray:
Once remotest nations came
To adore that sacred flame,
When it lit not many a hearth
On this cold and gloomy earth:

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Noon descends, and after noon
Autumn's evening meets me soon,
Leading the infantine moon,
And that one star, which to her
Almost seems to minister
Half the crimson light she brings
From the sunset's radiant springs :
And the soft dreams of the morn,
(Which like wingèd winds had borne
To that silent isle, which lies

'Mid remembered agonies,

The frail bark of this lone being,)

Pass, to other sufferers fleeing,
And its ancient pilot, 'Pain,
Sits beside the helm again.

Other flowering isles must be
In the sea of life and agony :
Other spirits float and flee

O'er that gulph: even now, perhaps,
On some rock the wild wave wraps,

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LIFT not the painted veil which those who live
Call Life: though unreal shapes be pictured there,
And it but mimic all we would believe

With colours idly spread, behind, lurk Fear

sightless and drear.

And Hope, twin destinies; who ever weave
Their shadows, o'er the chasm,
I knew one who had lifted it he sought,
For his lost heart was tender,

things to love,

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