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'How delightful,' said she, 'to live amidst the coral bowers and crystal

caverns of the ocean, with

waters above, and to the soft shells of the tritons! and then, after

sun-set, to ski

sequestered shores, where, perhaps, some pensive wanderer comes to weep!

Then would I soothe his sorroith my sweet music, and offer his round Neptune's palace'

She was recalled from her reverie to aat the fancies she had been indulging, and at her

conviction of the serious displeasure, which Madame Montoni would have

expressed, could she have been made acquainted with them

After supper, her aunt sat late, but Montoni did not return, and she

at length retired to rest If Enificence of the

saloon, she was not less surprised, on observing the half-furnished

and forlorn appearance of the apartments she passed in the way to her

cha suites of noble rooms, that

seemed, from their desolate aspect, to have been unoccupied for many

years On the walls of some were the faded remains of tapestry; from

others, painted in fresco, the dath she reached her own chah lattices that opened towards the

Adriatic It brought glooave her otherswhich was that of the

sea-nyhts she had before a;

and, anxious to escape from serious reflections, she now endeavoured

to throw her fanciful ideas into a train, and concluded the hour with

co lines:

THE SEA-NYMPH

Down, down a thousand fathoo;

Play round the foot of ev'ry steep

Whose cliffs above the ocean grow There, within their secret cares,

I hear the h Neptune's waves

To bless the green earth's inlide,

For fern-crown'd ny woods and pastures wide,

And many a wild, romantic nook For this the nymphs, at fall of eave,

Oft dance upon the flow'ry banks,

And sing arlands weave

To bear beneath the wave their thanks In coral bow'rs I love to lie,

And hear the surges roll above,

And through the waters view on high

The proud ships sail, and gay clouds ht's stillest hour,

When summer seas the vessel lave,

I love to prove ht wave And when deep sleep the crew has bound,

And the sad loverleans

O'er the ship's side, I breathe around

Such strains as speak noeye

Sees but the vessel's lengthen'd shade;

Above--the moon and azure sky;