Till broad and fierce the star came forth on Ely,' &c., the cathe Ely's * stately fane, dral of. Ely, Cam. And town and hamlet rose in arms o'er all the 70 bridgeshire.

boundless plain ; Belvoir, castle in Till Belvoir's * Iordly terraces the sign to LinLeicester.

coln sent, Trent, a river 180 And Lincoln sped the message on o'er the wide miles long, rises in vale of Trent ;* Staffordshire. Gaunt, Lancaster

er Till Skiddaw saw the fire that burnt on Castle.

Gaunt's * embattled pile,
Carlisle, a border And the red glare on Skiddaw roused the bur-
English town in

ghers of Carlisle. *

PARADISE AND THE PERI.—Moore. THOMAS MOORE (1779-1852), the most popular of Irish poets, was born in Dublin. Chief poems : Lalla Rookh (Tulip-Cheek), a brilliant series of Oriental tales, published in 1817. It became very popular from its rich colouring and Oriental spirit. The Irish Melodies, which are remarkable for their beauty and simplicity. Moore also wrote the Life of Byron. Peri, an imaginary One morn a Peri * at the gate being like a fairy, re- Of Eden stood, disconsolate ; * presented as a descendant of fallen angels shut out from Of life within, like music flowing, Paradise until their

And caught the light upon her wings
time of penance is

Through the half open portal * glowing,
Disconsolate, sorrow She wept to think her recreant * race
ful, sad.
Portal, gate.

Should e'er have lost that glorious place.
Ricreant, false. “How happy,” exclaimed this child of air,

Are the holy spirits who wander there,

Mid flowers that never shall fade or fall! Cashmere, an inde. Though mine are the gardens of earth and sea, pendent state in the And the stars themselves have flowers for me. north of Hindostan. It is very moun One blossom of heaven outblooms them all! tainous, and is cele- Though sunny the lake of cool Cashmere,* 15 brated for its magpi. ficent climate, and

With its plane-tree isle reflected clear, the beautiful shawls And sweetly the founts of that valley fallmade there.

The Though bright are the waters of Sing-su-bay, Golden flools. The Alton Kól, or golden And the golden floods* that thitherward strayriver of Tibet, which Yet, oh! 'tis only the blest can say runs into the lakes of Sing-su-hay, has a

How the waters of heaven outshine them all! great quantity of gold Go, wing thy flight from star to star, in its sands. Luminous, giving

Giving From world to luminous * world, as far

As the universe spreads its flaming wall :

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All the pleasure, &c. one moment's happiness in heaven is worth an eternity of earthly pleasures.

Blue flower, the Bramins believe that the blue Campac flowers only in Paradise. Bramin, an Indian priest. Nymph, a fabled female being inhabiting the earth and the waters. Erring, going wrong. Redeem, to make atonement for.

25 Take all the pleasures * of all the spheres,

And multiply each through endless years,—.

One minute of heaven is worth them all!
The glorious angel who was keeping

The gates of light beheld her weeping ; 30 And, as he nearer drew and listened

To her sad song, a tear-drop glistened
Within his eyelids, like the spray

From Eden's fountain, when it lies
On the blue flower,* which, Bramins * say,

Blooms nowhere but in Paradise.
“Nymph * of a fair but erring * line,"
Gently he said,—“One hope is thine :
'Tis written in the Book of Fate,

The Peri yet may be forgiven 40 Who brings to this Eternal Gate

The Gift that is most dear to Heaven.
Go, seek it, and redeem * thy sin-
'Tis sweet to let the pardoned in!” . . .

Cheered by this hope, she bends her thither;45 Still laughs the radiant eye of heaven

Nor have the golden bowers of Eden
In the rich west begun to wither,
When, o'er the vale of Balbec * winging

Slowly, she sees a child at play,
50 Among the rosy wild-flowers singing,

As rosy and as wild as they-
Chasing, with eager hands and eyes,

The beautiful blue damsel-flies *
That fluttered round the jasmine stems,
Like winged flowers or flying gems.
And near the boy, who, tired with play,
Now nestling 'mid the roses lay,
She saw a wearied man dismount

From his hot steed, and on the brink 60 Of a small imaret's * rustic fount

Impatient fling him down to drink.
Then swift his haggard * brow he turned

To the fair child, who fearless sat,

Though never yet hath day-beam burned 65 Upon a brow more fierce than that* —

Sullenly fierce; a mixture dire,
Like thunder-clouds, of gloom and fire;
In which the Peri's eye could read

Dark tales of many a ruthless* deed :
70 The ruined maid—the shrine * profaned

Oaths broken-and the threshold stained

Balbec, a ruined city of Syria, north of Damascus, in the valley of the Lebanon,

Damsel-flies, a species of beautiful insects whose graceful and elegant appearance has procured for them the name of Damsels.

Imaret, a place where pilgrims are lodged and nourished for three days without charge. Haggard, careworn.

Upon a brow, &c., his countenance showed that he had led a very wicked life.

Ruthless, cruel, with.
out pity
Shrine, an altar, or a
sacred place.

Blood of guests, he With blood of guests.* There written, all
had been guilty of
taking away the lives Black as the damning drops that fall
of those whom he had From the denouncing angel's pen,
invited to his house Ere Mercy weeps them out again,
as friends.

Yet tranquil now that man of crime
(As if the balmy evening time
Softened his spirit) looked and lay,
Watching the rosy infant's play:

Though still, whene'er his eye by chance
Lurid, ghastly pale. Fell on the boy's, its lurid * glance

Met that unclouded, joyous gaze,

As torches, that bave burned all night
Rite, a ceremony. Through some impure and godless rite,*

Encounter morning's glorious rays.
Vesper-call, signal for But hark! the vesper-call* to prayer,
evening prayer.
Orb of daylight, the

hi, the As slow the orb of daylight * sets, sun.

Is rising sweetly on the air Syria, a province of From Syria's * thousand minarets. * Asiatic Turkey. The boy * has started from the bed Minaret, the tower of a mosque, or å Of flowers, where he had laid his head, Mohammedan place And down upon the fragrant sod of worship.

Kneels, with his forehead to the south, The boy, &c. At the common hours of Lisping the eternal name of God prayer, such Turks From purity's own cherub mouth, as are not able to attend the mosques are And looking, while his hands and eyes obliged to perform Are lifted to the glowing skies, this duty wherever they may be, or upon

Liko a stray babe of Paradise, whatever business Just lighted on that flowery plain, they may be about.

And seeking for its home again.
Oh ! 'twas a sight-that heaven, that child-

A scene, which might have well beguiled
Eblis, Lucifer. E'en haughty Eblis * of a sigh

For glories lost and peace gone by.

And how felt he, the wretched inan
Memory ran, &c., Reclining there, while memory ran *
looking back upon his O'er many a year of guilt and strife,
past life, he could not
recollect having done Flew o'er the dark flood of his life,
one good action since Nor found one sunny resting-place,
the days of his child.

Nor brought him back one branch of grace ?
“There was a time," he said, in mild

Heart-humbled tones, “thou blessed child,
Haply, perhaps, it When, young and haply * pure as thou,
may be.

I looked and prayed like thee; but now"-
He hung his head-each nobler aim

And hope and feeling, which had slept
From boyhood's hour, that instant came

Fresh o'er him, and he wept-he wept !

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Blest tears of soul-felt penitence ! 120 In whose benign,* redeeming flow

Benign, kindly, fa

vourable. Is felt the first, the only sense

Of guiltless joy that guilt can know. “ There's a drop,"* said the Peri, “that down There's a drop, the from the moon

miraculous drop, sup

posed to falls in Egypt Falls through the withering airs of June precisely on St. 125 Upon Egypt's land, of so healing a power,

John's day in June

is thought to have So balmy a virtue, that e'en in the hour the effect of stopping That drop descends, contagion * dies,

the plague. And health reanimates * earth and skies.

Contagion, a catching

sickness, a plague. Oh ! is it not thus, thou man of sin,

Reanimates, to give 130 The precious tears of repentance fall ? back life. Though foul * thy fiery plagues within,

Though foul, &c., the One heavenly drop hath dispelled them all.”

soul of even the

greatest sinner may And now behold him kneeling there

be purified by a sinBy the child's side, in humble prayer,

cere repentance. 135 While the same sunbeam shines upon

The guilty and the guiltless one;
And hymns of joy * proclaim through heaven Hymns of joy, &c.,

the angels rejoice The triumph of a soul forgiven.

upon the conversion 'Twas when the golden orb* had set,

of the sinner.

Golden orb, the sun, 140 While on their knees they lingered yet,

There fell a light, more lovely far
Than ever came from sun or star,
Upon the tear that warm and meek

Dewed that repentant sinner's cheek.
145 To mortal eye this light might seem
A northern flash * or meteor * beam;

Northern flash,
But well the enraptured Peri knew

Aurora Borealis, or

Northern Lights. 'Twas a bright smile the angel threw

Meteor, a fiery body From heaven's gate, to hail that tear

passing quickly

through the atmo150 Her harbinger * of glory near.

sphere. “ Joy, joy for ever! My task is done

Harbinger, messenThe gates are passed, and heaven is won!” ger.

THANATOPSIS.—W. C. Bryant. WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT (1794- ), one of the most eminent poets of America, was born in Massachusetts. His poems are noted for their national spirit, tenderness, grace, and beauty of description. Chief works: Thanatopsis; or, Thoughts on Death, and The Ages, a survey of the experience of mankind. To him who in the love of nature holds Communion, to hold

intercourse, fellowCommunion * with her visible * forms, she speaks

Visible, that which may be seen.




Various, different, A various * language ; for his gayer hours unlike each other. She has a voice of gladness, and a smile

And eloquence of beauty; and she glides Musings, moments of Into his darker musings,* with a mild thought.

And healing sympathy,* that steals away Sympathy, compassion.

Their sharpness, ere he is aware. When

thoughts Last bitter hour, the Of the last bitter hour * come like a blight * time of death. Blight, to wither up. Over thy spirit, and sad images to cause a thing to Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, decay.

And breathless darkness, and the narrow
Narrow house, the

Make thee to shudder, and grow sick at heart-
Go forth, under the open sky, and list
To Nature's teachings, while from all around 15

Earth and her waters, and the depths of air-
Yet a few days, &c.. Comes a still voice- Ýet a few days, * and thee
in this life all things The all-beholding sun shall see no more
soon decay, not leav.
ing even' a trace In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground,

Where thy pale form is laid with many tears, 20
Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist
Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall

Resolved, changed Thy growth, to be resolved * to earth again
Surrendering, to

And, lost each human trace, surrendering * up

And, lost each human trace, si yield up one's self Thine individual being, shalt thou go

25 Elements, the parts To mix for ever with the elements * of which anything is To be a brother to the insensible rock, composed.

And to the sluggish clod, which the rude un, plough-boy. Swain * Share, ploughshare, Turns with his share,* and treads upon. The the part of a plough which shears or cuts the ground. Shall send his roots abroad, and pierce thy 30

Yet not to thine eternal resting-place
Shalt thou retire alone-nor couldst thou

wish Couch, bed.

Couch* more magnificent.* Thou shalt lie Magnificent, grand.

down Patriarchs of the in- With patriarchs of the infant world * -with fant world, great men, such as Abraham, Isaac, &c., who lived The powerful of the earth-the wise, the 35 at the commence

good, ment of the world. Hoary seers, white. Fair forms, and hoary seers,* of ages past, headed from old age, All in one mighty sepulchre.--The hills wise men,

Rock-ribbed, and ancient as the sun-the




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