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I rear mamili "those who are mohne to lume lowicy and the rattlepate as pryers and dischers at Somerhill, must acknowledge that Master Deusworth of Manor-held, repaired their error. Trust we be will never forectale who, despite his whimsies and saguties,

THE VESPER BELL.

BY JOHN MALCOLM, ESQ.

I.

HARK! 'tis the vesper bell

Far pealing from the shore,Oh, welcome are the tones that tell Of ocean wanderings o'er ;They hail us from the homeless main To earth's great family again.

"still further deserve your acknowledgments, by introducing to your courtesies a fair stranger, whom I would name to you as the lovely, the excellent Grace Willoughby, but that I shall shortly require your compliments to be addressed to her as-the Lady Brooke."

Sir Harry, casting a single glance towards the suite of the Queen, who at this moment entered the chamber, could no longer repress his emotions. Hastily advancing, he knelt to kiss the hand of his benefactor; and before he rose from his knee, the King had led forward a gentle, trembling girl, to whom Katharine was breathing the kindest words of encouragement; and having placed her hand in that of his page, he bade them be happy together, rather with the warmth of a brother, than with the dignity of a monarch.

They were married on that very day; and as the bridegroom left the chapel, King Charles whispered audibly to George Hamilton, "those who are inclined to blame Rowley and the rattlepate as pryers and listeners at Somerhill, must acknowledge that Master Hemsworth of Manor-field, repaired their error. Trust me he will never forget those who, despite his whimsies and vagaries, still love old Rowley!"

THE VESPER BELL.

BY JOHN MALCOLM, ESQ.

I.

HARK! 'tis the vesper

bell

Far pealing from the shore,—

Oh, welcome are the tones that tell

Of ocean wanderings o'er ;— They hail us from the homeless main To earth's great family again.

II.

Sad-solemn-and sublime,

Above the waters swung,
Rolls on that awful voice of Time,

Tolled from his iron tongue-
And every deep and sullen boom
Seems like an echo from the tomb.

III.

Lorn as a distant knell

O'er Friendship's passing bier,Or accents of a far farewell

From many a vanished year; Awakening with its mournful voice The memory of departed joys.

IV.

It brings the dream of home,

Of sweet sequestered bowers,— Of shades through which I loved to roam

At still and starry hours ;

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Of music heard at fall of day,
Over the seas and far away.

V.

Of hall and social hearth,

Of love-walks 'neath the tree,—

When day, departed from the earth,

Was buried in the sea;

And beating breast and blushing cheek, Revealed what maiden may not speak.

VI.

Of Sabbath's holy calm

Orisons duly said,