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MARGARET.
Had we but pass'd the hillside lone
My mother there sits on a stone.
Long she has sat there, cold and dead,
Yet nodding with her weary head.
Yet winks not, nor signs, other motion is o'er;
She slept for so long, that she wakes no more.

FAUST.

Since words are vain to rouse thy sleeping sense, I venture, and with force I bear thee hence.

MARGARET.
Unhand me! leave me! I will not consent !
Too much I yielded once! too much repent !

FAUST. Day! Margaret, day! your hour will soon be past.

MARGARET.

True, 'tis the day; the last the last !
My bridal day!-twill soon appear.
Tell it to none thou hast been here.
We shall see one another, and soon shall see.com
But not at the dance will our meeting be.
We two shall meet
In the crowded street:
The citizens throng--the press is hot,
They talk together-I hear them not:

The bell has toll’d-the wand they break-
My arms they pinion till they ache !
They force me down upon the chair !
The neck of each spectator there
Thrills, as though itself would feel
The headsman's stroke-the sweeping steel!
And all are as dumb, with speechless pain,
As if they never would speak again!

FAUST.

Oh, had I never lived !

MEPHISTOPHELES (appears in the door-way). Off! or your life will be but short : My coursers paw the ground, and snort ! The sun will rise, and off they bound.

MARGARET. Who is it rises from the ground ? 'Tis he!--the evil one of hell ! What would he where the holy dwell? 'Tis me he seeks!

FAUST.
To bid thee live.

MARGARET.
Justice of Heaven! to thee my soul I give !

MEPHISTOPHELES (to Faust). Come ! come ! or tarry else with her to die.

MARGARET.
Heaven, I am thine ! to thy embrace I fly !
Hover around, ye angel bands
Save me ! defy him where he stands.
· Henry, I shudder ! 'tis for thee.

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MARGARET

MARGARET ( from within). Henry ! Henry !"

“ I admit,” said Benedict, wiping his eyes, when the Nymph had finished, “ that there is considerable power in some passages, and also that the scene you have just read is truly solemn and affecting ; but still the whole drama is a very ill-constructed piece of work, and has faults that would have sunk it in England at the launching, and covered its author with irredeemable ridicule. Cats singing, and a hecat rubbing the devil's legs as if it had been a bachelor's Tom !”

“ Hush !” exclaimed the Nymph, laughing, “ recollect what you are yourself. Besides, bear in mind that the devil is a bachelor, and the first that was. To be serious, however, it cannot be questioned that, although there are in the productions of German genius, passages of the very highest order, and con- . ceptions too of great originality, yet that, generally speaking, taking this drama as an admired work, absurdity and silliness are probably so superabundant in them, that the same things which please the

Germans, and obtain honours and patronage among them, would be consigned to laughter among us.

CHAP. XXXII.

FALLS OF NIAGARA.

“ You were speaking to me lately," said the Bachelor,” of the Falls of Niagara, as described by Mr Howison, in his Sketches of Upper Canada. I do not recollect the passage, indeed I may say that I have scarcely looked at the book."

" Then you have a treat to receive which you are not aware of,” replied the Nymph: “ it is a pleasing work, written with considerable taste and great purity of feeling, and no one who is not possessed of the same delicate sense of physical grandeur, and of the beauties of nature, should write about America. I never read a book relative to that country but which reminded me of the new-built suburbs of some of our great manufacturing towns. There is a traffic-like something about every description of the inhabitants, by which one is brought to think only of profits and of labour,-good and very necessary things, and highly essential to the prosperity of a state, but not just the sort of topics that delight in books of travels. Mr Howison, however, is an exception to the generality of travellers in America,- he gives us little of what, in the course of business and of political economy, is called valuable information, but he gives a great deal of very pleasing description ;-now it is

Description Weihe vast scale..but few

description which I long for. Every body has heard and read of the vast scale on which nature has formed the scenery of America ;-but few accounts of its appearance present any image to the mind. It is easy to conceive, from the dimensions of the American mountains, lakes, and rivers, that they prodigiously exceed every thing of the kind in this country; but the moral excitement which they produce, when first seen, has never been well described. The best that I have almost ever met with is cer. tainly Mr Howison's sketch of the Falls of Niagara. I had never before any just idea of their might and majesty ; but he makes one feel something of what he himself experienced in beholding the magnificence of that unequalled scene. As you say you do not recollect the passage, I will read it to you.”

“ Now that I propose to attempt a description of the Falls of Niagara, I feel myself threatened with a return of those throbs of trembling expectation, which agitated me on my first visit to these stupendous cataracts, and to which every person of the least sensibility is liable, when he is on the eve of seeing any thing that has strongly excited his curiosity, or powerfully affected his imagination. I fear I will not be able to convey a correct idea of the scene I mean to describe. Yet, anxious as I am that you should have just conceptions of it, I would not willingly have accepted your company when I first visited Niagara Falls,mas any object that did not enter into the real composition of the mighty scene, would have proved a source of painful interruption to me while engaged in contemplating its magnificent features.

“The form of Niagara Falls is that of an irregular semicircle, about three quarters of a mile in extent.

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