Stranger! no stone might dare to tell These steps are steps of German men, George Croly. AT THE GOOD SHIP VALDEMAR. T Stralsund, by the Baltic Sea, At sunset of a summer's day, The sunbeams danced upon the waves, And through the cabin windows streamed In ripples of golden light, that seemed There sat the captain with his friends, Who smoked and grumbled o'er their grog, And talked of iceberg and of fog, Of calm and storm and gale. The cabin windows have grown blank No more the glancing sunbeams burn On Valdemar victorious, Who looketh with disdain "It is the wind," those skippers said, It is the wind; it freshens fast, They shook the captain by the hand, Each face was like the setting sun, The sun went down, the full moon rose, Serene o'er field and flood; And all the winding creeks and bays And broad sea-meadows seemed ablaze, The sky was red as blood. The southwest wind blew fresh and fair, As fair as wind could be; Bound for Odessa, o'er the bar, The lovely moon climbs up the sky Low down upon the sandy coast The dawn appears, the land is gone, The sea is all around; Then on each hand low hills of sand She steereth through the Sound. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Strasburg. TAULER. AULER, the preacher, walked, one autumn day, Without the walls of Strasburg, by the Rhine, Pondering the solemn Miracle of Life; As one who, wandering in a starless night, And as he walked he prayed. Even the same Then, as he mused, he heard along his path "Peace be unto thee, father!" Tauler said, "God give thee a good day!" The old man raised Slowly his calm blue eyes. "I thank thee, son; But all my days are good, and none are ill." Wondering thereat, the preacher spake again, "God give thee happy life." The old man smiled, I never am unhappy.” 66 Tauler laid His hand upon the stranger's coarse gray sleeve: "Tell me, O father, what thy strange words mean. Surely man's days are evil, and his life Sad as the grave it leads to." "Nay, my son, Our times are in God's hands, and all our days For cold as heat, for want as wealth, alike Our thanks are due, since that is best which is; And for the happiness of which I spake And calm trust in the holy Trinity Of Knowledge, Goodness, and Almighty Power." Silently wondering, for a little space, Stood the great preacher; then he spake as one 'What if God's will consign thee hence to Hell ? " 66 "Then," said the stranger, cheerily, "be it so. He goes; and better fire-walled Hell with Him Tears sprang in Tauler's eyes. A sudden light, Like the first ray which fell on chaos, clove Darkly at noon. And, as the strange old man |