RONDEL.

ALL things the destined prince await:-

The barrier all the rest defies;

For him the portal open flies,

Wide swings the fast-shut palace-gate.

A hundred years in idle state -

The child is born, grows man, and dies,

The while all things the prince await.

At length, at last, the hour of fate!

At length, at last, thy long-closed eyes

Shall ope on his in glad surprise:

Certain 's his coming, soon or late;

Meanwhile, all things that coming wait.

J. K. M.