This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1844. Excerpt: ... FEELINGS EXCITED BY SOME MILITARY MANOEUVRES AT VERONA. What is the lesson I have brought away, After the moment's palpitating glee 1 What has this pomp of men, this strong array Of thousands and ten thousands been to me? Did I find nothing but the vision gay, The mere phenomenon that all could see? Did I feel nothing but the brute display Of Power, --the show of centred energy? Trembling and humbled, I was taught how hard It is for our strait minds at once to scan The might of banded numbers, and regard The individual soul, the living Man; To use mechanic multitudes, and yet Our common human feelings not forget! MEDITATIVE FRAGMENTS, ON VENICE. "The ruler of the Adriatic, who never was infant nor stripling, whom God took by the right hand and taught to walk by himself the first hour."--Landor. Walk in St. Mark's, the time the ample space Lies in the freshness of the evening shade, When, on each side, with gravely darkened face, The masses rise above the light arcade; Walk down the midst with slowly-tuned pace, But gay withal, --for there is high parade Of fair attire and fairer forms, which pass Like varying groups on a magician's glass. From broad-illumined chambers far within, Or under curtains daintily outspread, Music, and laugh, and talk, the motley din Of all who from sad thought or toil are sped, Here a chance hour of social joy to win, Gush forth, --but I love best, above my head To feel nor arch nor tent, nor anything But that pure Heaven's eternal covering. It is one broad Saloon, one gorgeous Hall; A chamber, where a multitude, all Kings, May hold full audience, splendid festival, Or Piety's most pompous ministerings; Thus be its height unmarred, --thus be it all One mighty room, whose form direct upsprings To the o'er-arching sky;--it is right go...