eauty--to whose beauty he might
bow. He, to whom the world was prostrate, the universe were slaves,
longed for an amorous captivity, and sighed for chains. But where was
the maiden to be found, worthy to place fetters upon the brother of the
sun and moon--the magnificent master of the universe? Where was she to
be found?

Ti-tum, tilly-lilly, ti-tum, ti.

Yes, there was one, and but one, worthy to be his mate, worthy to be
the queen of a land of eternal spring, filled with trees, whose stems
were of gold, branches of silver, leaves of emerald, and whose fruits
were the fragrant apples of immortality. And where was this moon, fit
bride unto the sun? Was she not plunged in grief--hidden in a well of
her own tears--even in the gardens of joy? Those eyes which should have
sunned a court of princes, were dimmed with eternal sorrow. And who was
the cause of this eclipse, but the miscreant, gold-loving minister,
_Suchong Pollyhong Ka-te-tow_.

Ti-tum, tilly-lilly.

The mandarins were summoned by the great Youantee, the court in its
splendour bowed down their heads into the dust of delight as they
listened to the miracle of his eloquence. "Hear me, ye first chop
mandarins, peers, lords, and princes of the empire. Listen to the words
of Youantee. Hath not each bird that skims the air, its partner in the
nest? Hath not each beast its mate? Have not you all eyes which beam but
upon you alone? Am I then so unfortunately great, or so greatly
unfortunate, that I may not be permitted to descend to love? Even the
brother of the sun and moon cannot, during his career on earth, exist
alone. Seek, then, through the universe, a maiden for thy lord, that
like my brother, the sun, who sinks each night into the bosom of the
ocean, I too may repose upon the bosom of my mate. Seek, I say, search
each corner of the world, that its treasures may be poured forth at our
golden feet, and one gem be selected for our especial wear. But first, O
wise men and astrologers, summon ye the planets and stars of destiny,
that they may ascertain whether, by this conjunction, aught of evil be
threatened to our celestial person, or to our boundless empire."

Ti-tum, tilly-lilly, ti-tum, ti.

Where is the star which leaps not in his course with delight, to obey
the wishes of the brother of the sun and moon? Where was the planet that
rejoiced not to assist so near a relative? Yes, they all hearkened,
bowing down to the astrolabes of the astrologers, like ge