1(5 THE OCELLATED SPHINX. 



Tlicic, long secluded in his lonely cell, 



Korgets the sun, and bids the world farewell. 



OVr tlio wide waste the wintry tempests rciyu. 



And driving snows usurp the frozen plain : 



In vain tlie tempest heats, tlie whirlwind hloM'8, 



No storms can violate liis grave's repose •, 



But, when revohing months have won their way, 



Wlien smile the woods, and when the zephyrs play, 



When laughs the vivid world in summer's bloom, 



He bursts, and flics triumphant from the tomb ! 



And, while his now-bom beauties he displays, 



With conscious joy his alterM form surveys. 



Mark, while ho moves amid the sunny beam, 



O'er his soft wings the varying lustre gleam. 



IjftnehM into air, on purple plumes ho soars, 



<jay Nature's face with wanton glance explores ; 



ProTid of his various beauties, wings his way. 



And spoils the fairest flowers, himself more fair tlian thcy- 



And deems weak Man the future promise vain, 



When worms can die, and glorious rise again. 



