St。2。thebeautifulbuildingofmine：”Ofalloursenses，hearingseemstobethemostpoetical；andbecauseitrequiresmostimagination。Wedonotsimplylistentosounds，butwhethertheybearticulateorinarticulate，weareconstantlytranslatingthemintothelanguageofsight，withwhichwearebetteracquainted；andthisisaworkoftheimaginativefaculty。”——
　　`Poetics：anEssayonPoetry’。ByE。S。Dallas。
　　TheideaexpressedintheaboveextractisbeautifullyembodiedinthefollowinglinesfromColeridge’s`KublaKhan’：——”Itwasamiracleofraredevice，Asunnypleasure-dome，withcavesofice！
　　AdamselwithadulcimerInavisiononceIsaw：
　　ItwasanAbyssinianmaid，Andonherdulcimersheplayed，SingingofMountAbora。
　　CouldIrevivewithinmeHersymphonyandsong，Tosuchadeepdelight’twouldwinme，Thatwithmusicloudandlong，Iwouldbuildthatdomeinair，Thatsunnydome！thosecavesofice！
　　AndallwhoHEARDshouldSEEthemthere”，etc。
　　3。
　　Andanotherwouldmountandmarch，liketheexcellentminionhewas，Ay，anotherandyetanother，onecrowdbutwithmanyacrest，Raisingmyrampiredwallsofgoldastransparentasglass，Eagertodoanddie，yieldeachhisplacetotherest：
　　Forhigherstillandhigherasarunnertipswithfire，Whenagreatilluminationsurprisesafestalnight——
　　OutliningroundandroundRome’sdomefromspacetospire
　　Up，thepinnacledgloryreached，andtheprideofmysoulwasinsight。
　　4。
　　Insight?Nothalf！foritseemed，itwascertain，tomatchman’sbirth，Natureinturnconceived，obeyinganimpulseasI；
　　Andtheemulousheavenyearneddown，madeefforttoreachtheearth，Astheearthhaddoneherbest，inmypassion，toscalethesky：
　　Novelsplendorsburstforth，grewfamiliaranddweltwithmine，Notapointnorpeakbutfound，butfixeditswanderingstar；
　　Meteor-moons，ballsofblaze：andtheydidnotpalenorpine，Forearthhadattainedtoheaven，therewasnomorenearnorfar。
　　5。
　　Naymore；fortherewantednotwhowalkedintheglareandglow，Presencesplainintheplace；or，freshfromtheProtoplast，Furnishedforagestocome，whenakindlierwindshouldblow，Lurednowtobeginandlive，inahousetotheirlikingatlast；
　　OrelsethewonderfulDeadwhohavepassedthroughthebodyandgone，Butwerebackoncemoretobreatheinanoldworldworththeirnew：
　　Whatneverhadbeen，wasnow；whatwas，asitshallbeanon；
　　Andwhatis，——shallIsay，matchedboth?forIwasmadeperfecttoo。
　　6。
　　Allthroughmykeysthatgavetheirsoundstoawishofmysoul，Allthroughmysoulthatpraisedasitswishflowedvisiblyforth，Allthroughmusicandme！Forthink，hadIpaintedthewhole，Why，thereithadstood，tosee，northeprocesssowonder-worth。
　　HadIwrittenthesame，madeverse——still，effectproceedsfromcause，Yeknowwhytheformsarefair，yehearhowthetaleistold；
　　Itisalltriumphantart，butartinobediencetolaws，Painterandpoetareproud，intheartist-listenrolled：——
　　7。
　　ButhereisthefingerofGod，aflashofthewillthatcan，Existentbehindalllaws：thatmadethem，and，lo，theyare！
　　AndIknownotif，saveinthis，suchgiftbeallowedtoman，Thatoutofthreesoundsheframe，notafourthsound，butastar。
　　Consideritwell：eachtoneofourscaleinitselfisnaught；
　　Itiseverywhereintheworld——loud，soft，andallissaid：
　　Giveittometouse！Imixitwithtwoinmythought，And，there！Yehaveheardandseen：considerandbowthehead！
　　8。
　　Well，itisgoneatlast，thepalaceofmusicIreared；
　　Gone！andthegoodtearsstart，thepraisesthatcometooslow；
　　Foroneisassuredatfirst，onescarcecansaythathefeared，Thatheevengaveitathought，thegonethingwastogo。
　　Nevertobeagain！ButmanymoreofthekindAsgood，nay，betterperchance：isthisyourcomforttome?
　　Tome，whomustbesavedbecauseIclingwithmymindTothesame，sameself，samelove，sameGod：ay，whatwas，shallbe。
　　9。
　　ThereforetowhomturnIbuttothee，theineffableName?
　　Builderandmaker，thou，ofhousesnotmadewithhands！
　　What，havefearofchangefromtheewhoarteverthesame?
　　Doubtthatthypowercanfilltheheartthatthypowerexpands?
　　Thereshallneverbeonelostgood！Whatwas，shallliveasbefore；
　　Theevilisnull，isnaught，issilenceimplyingsound；
　　Whatwasgood，shallbegood，with，forevil，somuchgoodmore；
　　Ontheearththebrokenarcs；intheheaven，aperfectround。
　　10。
　　Allwehavewilledorhopedordreamedofgood，shallexist；
　　Notitssemblance，butitself；nobeauty，norgood，norpowerWhosevoicehasgoneforth，buteachsurvivesforthemelodist，Wheneternityaffirmstheconceptionofanhour。
　　Thehighthatprovedtoohigh，theheroicforearthtoohard，Thepassionthatleftthegroundtoloseitselfinthesky，AremusicsentuptoGodbytheloverandthebard；
　　Enoughthathehearditonce：weshallhearitby-and-by。
　　11。
　　Andwhatisourfailureherebutatriumph’sevidenceForthefulnessofthedays?Havewewitheredoragonized?
　　Whyelsewasthepauseprolongedbutthatsingingmightissuethence?
　　Whyrushedthediscordsin，butthatharmonyshouldbeprized?
　　Sorrowishardtobear，anddoubtisslowtoclear，Eachsufferersayshissay，hisschemeofthewealandwoe：
　　ButGodhasafewofuswhomhewhispersintheear；
　　Therestmayreasonandwelcome；’tiswemusiciansknow——
　　St。11。Andwhatisourfailurehere：”Aslongaseffortisdirectedtothehighest，thataim，thoughitisoutofreach，isthestandardofhope。Theexistenceofacapacity，cherishedandquickened，isapledgethatitwillfindscope。
　　Thepunishmentofthemanwhohasfixedallhisthoughtsuponearth，apunishmentfeltonreflectiontobeoverwhelminginviewofpossibilitiesofhumanity，isthecompletestgratificationofdesiresunworthilylimited：——”`ThouartshutOutoftheheavenofspirit；glutThysenseupontheworld：’tisthineForever——takeit！’`EasterDay’，xx。。
　　Ontheotherhand，thesoulwhichhasfoundinsuccessnotrestbutastarting-point，whichrefusestoseeinthefirst-fruitsofapartialvictorythefulnessofitsrightfultriumph，haseverbeforeitasustainingandelevatingvision：——”`Whatstopsmydespair?
　　This：——’tisnotwhatmanDoeswhichexaltshim，butwhatmanWoulddo！’`Saul’，18。”`WhatIaspiredtobe，Andwasnot，comfortsme；
　　AbruteImighthavebeen，butwouldnotsinki’thescale。’”
　　`RabbiBenEzra’，7——Rev。Prof。WestcottonBrowning’sViewofLife`BrowningSoc。Papers’，iv。，405，406。
　　12。
　　Well，itisearthwithme；silenceresumesherreign：
　　Iwillbepatientandproud，andsoberlyacquiesce。
　　Givemethekeys。Ifeelforthecommonchordagain，Slidingbysemitones，tillIsinktotheminor，——yes，AndIbluntitintoaninth，andIstandonalienground，SurveyingawhiletheheightsIrolledfromintothedeep；
　　Which，hark，Ihavedaredanddone，formyresting-placeisfound，TheCMajorofthislife：so，nowIwilltrytosleep。”Touchhimne’ersolightly。”
　　[EpiloguetoDramaticIdyls。SecondSeries。]——
　　*See`PagesfromanAlbum’，in`TheCenturyIllustratedMonthlyMagazine’
　　Scribner’s，forNovember1882，pp。159，160，whereisgivenafac-simileofthepoet’sMs。oftheseversesandofthetenversesheafterwardsadded，inresponse，itseems，toacarpingcritic——”Touchhimne’ersolightly，intosonghebroke：
　　Soilsoquick-receptive，——notonefeather-seed，NotoneflowerdustfellbutstraightitsfallawokeVitalizingvirtue：songwouldsongsucceedSuddenasspontaneous——proveapoet-soul！”
　　Indeed?
　　Rock’sthesong-soilrather，surfacehardandbare：
　　Sunanddewtheirmildness，stormandfrosttheirrageVainlybothexpend，——fewflowersawakenthere：
　　Quietinitscleftbroods——whattheafterageKnowsandnamesapine，anation’sheritage。
　　Memorabilia。
　　1。
　　Ah，didyouonceseeShelleyplain，Anddidhestopandspeaktoyou，Anddidyouspeaktohimagain?
　　Howstrangeitseems，andnew！
　　2。
　　Butyouwerelivingbeforethat，Andalsoyouarelivingafter；
　　AndthememoryIstartedat——
　　Mystartingmovesyourlaughter！
　　3。
　　Icrossedamoor，withanameofitsownAndacertainuseintheworld，nodoubt，Yetahand’s-breadthofitshinesalone’Midtheblankmilesroundabout：
　　ForthereIpickedupontheheatherAndthereIputinsidemybreastAmoultedfeather，aneagle-feather！
　　Well，Iforgettherest。
　　HowitstrikesaContemporary。
　　Ionlyknewonepoetinmylife：
　　Andthis，orsomethinglikeit，washisway。
　　YousawgoupanddownValladolid，Amanofmark，toknownexttimeyousaw。
　　HisveryserviceablesuitofblackWascourtlyonceandconscientiousstill，Andmanymighthavewornit，thoughnonedid：
　　Thecloak，thatsomewhatshoneandshowedthethreads，Hadpurpose，andtheruff，significance。
　　Hewalked，andtappedthepavementwithhiscane，[10]
　　Scentingtheworld，lookingitfullinface：
　　Anolddog，baldandblindish，athisheels。
　　Theyturnedup，now，thealleybythechurch，Thatleadsnowhither；now，theybreathedthemselvesOnthemainpromenadejustatthewrongtime。
　　You’dcomeuponhisscrutinizinghat，MakingapeakedshadeblackerthanitselfAgainstthesinglewindowsparedsomehouseIntactyetwithitsmoulderedMoorishwork，——
　　Orelsesurprisetheferrelofhisstick[20]
　　Tryingthemortar’stemper’tweenthechinksOfsomenewshopa-building，Frenchandfine。
　　Hestoodandwatchedthecobblerathistrade，Themanwhosliceslemonsintodrink，Thecoffee-roaster’sbrazier，andtheboysThatvolunteertohelphimturnitswinch。
　　Heglancedo’erbooksonstallswithhalfaneye，Andfly-leafballadsonthevendor’sstring，Andbroad-edgebold-printpostersbythewall。
　　Hetooksuchcognizanceofmenandthings，[30]
　　Ifanybeatahorse，youfelthesaw；
　　Ifanycursedawoman，hetooknote；
　　Yetstaredatnobody，——youstaredathim，Andfound，lesstoyourpleasurethansurprise，Heseemedtoknowyouandexpectasmuch。
　　So，nexttimethataneighbor’stonguewasloosed，Itmarkedtheshamefulandnotoriousfact，Wehadamongus，notsomuchaspy，Asarecordingchief-inquisitor，Thetown’struemasterifthetownbutknew！[40]
　　Wemerelykeptagovernorforform，WhilethismanwalkedaboutandtookaccountOfallthought，saidandacted，thenwenthome，AndwroteitfullytoourLordtheKingWhohasanitchtoknowthings，heknowswhy，Andreadstheminhisbedroomofanight。
　　Oh，youmightsmile！therewantednotatouch，Atangof……well，itwasnotwhollyease，Asbackintoyourmindtheman’slookcame。
　　Strickeninyearsalittle，suchabrow[50]
　　Hiseyeshadtoliveunder！——clearasflintOneithersideo’theformidablenoseCurved，cutandcoloredlikeaneagle’sclaw。
　　HadhetodowithA。’ssurprisingfate?
　　WhenaltogetheroldB。disappeared，AndyoungC。gothismistress，——was’tourfriend，HislettertotheKing，thatdiditall?
　　Whatpaidthebloodlessmanforsomuchpains?
　　OurLordtheKinghasfavoritesmanifold，Andshiftshisministrysomeonceamonth；[60]
　　Ourcitygetsnewgovernorsatwhiles，——
　　Butneverwordorsign，thatIcouldhear，Notified，tothismanaboutthestreets，TheKing’sapprovalofthoselettersconnedThelastthingdulyatthedeadofnight。
　　Didthemanlovehisoffice?FrownedourLord，Exhortingwhennoneheard——”Beseechmenot！
　　Toofarabovemypeople，——beneathme！
　　Isetthewatch，——howshouldthepeopleknow?
　　Forgetthem，keepmeallthemoreinmind！”[70]
　　Wassomesuchunderstanding’twixtthetwo?
　　Ifoundnotruthinonereportatleast——
　　Thatifyoutrackedhimtohishome，downlanesBeyondtheJewry，andascleantopace，YoufoundheatehissupperinaroomBlazingwithlights，fourTitiansonthewall，Andtwentynakedgirlstochangehisplate！
　　Poorman，helivedanotherkindoflifeInthatnewstuccoedthirdhousebythebridge，Fresh-painted，rathersmartthanotherwise！[80]
　　Thewholestreetmighto’erlookhimashesat，Legcrossingleg，onefootonthedog’sback，PlayingadecentcribbagewithhismaidJacynth，you’resurehernamewaso’erthecheeseAndfruit，threeredhalvesofstarvedwinter-pears，OrtreatofradishesinApril。Nine，Ten，struckthechurchclock，straighttobedwenthe。
　　Myfather，likethemanofsensehewas，Wouldpointhimouttomeadozentimes；