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she could

Right towards the lamb she look’d; and from that shady

place
I unobserved could see the workings of her face ;

If Nature to her tongue could measured numbers * bring, Measured 20 Thus, thought I, to her lamb that little maid might sing : numbers;

write verse. “What ails thee, Young one? what? Why pull so at

thy cord ?
Is it not well with thee? well both for bed and board ?
Thy plot of grass is soft, and green as grass can be ;

Rest, little Young one, rest; what is't that aileth thee? 25 “What is it thou would seek? What is wanting to thy

heart?
Thy limbs are they not strong ? and beautiful thou art!
This grass is tender grass; these flowers they have no
peers ; *

Peers, equals.
And that green corn all day is rustling in thy ears.
“ If the sun be shining hot, do but stretch thy woollen

chain; 30 This beech is standing by, its covert * thou canst gain; Covert,coverFor rain and mountain-storms !—the like thou need’st lives in the

ing; it could not fear,

shade of the The rain and storm are things that scarcely can come beech-tree.

here.
“ Rest, little Young one, rest ; thou hast forgot the day

When my father found thee first in places far away ;
35 Many flocks were on the hills, but thou wert own'd by

none,
And thy mother from thy side for evermore was gone.
“He took thee in his arms, and in pity brought thee

home :
A blesséd day for thee !—then whither wouldst thou

roam ?
A faithful nurse thou hast; the dam * that did thee yean Dam, a

female sheep 40 Upon the mountain-tops no kinder could have been. “Thou know'st that twice a day I have brought thee in

Thohoht them in lambs.
this can
Fresh water from the brook, as clear as ever ran; .
And twice in the day, when the ground is wet with dew, Yoke, to fas-

ten it to the
I bring thee draughts of milk, warm milk it is and new. tanti
“Thy limbs will shortly be twice as stout as they are now, ness it.
Then I'll yoke* thee to my cart like a pony in the plough! Fold, an en-
My playmate thou shalt be ; and when the wind is cold

closed place

for keeping Our hearth shall be thy bed, our house shall be thy fold.* sheep.

having

cart like a horse, to har

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prey.

“ It will not, will not rest!-Poor creature, can it be That 'tis thy mother's heart which is working so in

thee? Belike, perhaps, Things that I know not of belike * to thee are dear, probably. And dreams of things which thou canst neither see

nor hear. “ Alas, the mountain-tops that look so green and fair I've heard of fearful winds and darkness that come

there ; The little brooks that seem all pastime and all play, 55

When they are angry, roar like lions for their prey. Raven, a bird of “Here thou need'st not dread the raven* in the sky;

Night and day thou art safe, -our cottage is hard by.
Why bleat so after me? Why pull so at thy chain ?
Sleep-and at break of day I will come to thee

again !”
- As homeward through the lane I went with lazy

feet,
This song to myself did I oftentimes repeat;
And it seem'd, as I retraced the ballad line by line,
That but half of it was hers, and one half of it was

mine
Again, and once again, did I repeat the song; 65
“Nay,” said I, “ more than half to the damsel must

belong !-
For she look'd with such a look, and she spake with

such a tone,
That I almost received her heart into my own.”

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Tended, taken care of.

Defended guarded,
protected, to keep off
anything hurtful.
Vacant, empty.
Mournings, sorrow-
ing for the dead.
Rachel, daughter of
Laban and wife of
Jacob.
Afflictions, trials,
hardships.
Celestial, heavenly.
Bene lictions, bless-
ings.

RESIGNATION.- Longfellow.
THERE is no flock, however watched and

tended,*
But one dead lamb is there!
There is no fire-side, howso'er defended, *

But has one vacant * chair!
The air is full of farewells to the dying, 5

And mournings * for the dead ;
The heart of Rachel * for her children crying,

Will not be comforted.
Let us be patient! These severe afflictions *
Not from the ground arise,

10 But oftentimes celestial * benedictions *

Assume this dark disguise.

We see but dimly through the mists and vapours,
Amid these earthly damps,

Funereal, dismal, 15 What seem to us but sad, funereal * tapers *

like a funeral. May be heaven's distant lamps.

Tapers, wax candles.

20

There is no death! What seems so is transition !* Transition, passage
This life of mortal breath

from one state to

another. Is but a suburb * of the life Elysian, *

Suburb, the district Whose portal * we call Death.

which lies near a city. Elysian fields, were

amongst the Romans In that great cloister's* stillness and seclusion, the heaven or place By guardian angels led,

set apart as the abode

of the brave after
Safe from temptation, safe from sin's pollution, * death.
She lives, whom we call dead.

Portal, gate.
Cloister, a place o

quiet apart from the Day after day we think what she is doing world, a convent.

Pollution, to corrupt. In those bright realms * of air;

Realms, kingdoms. Year after year, her tender steps pursuing,* Pursuing, following

after. Behold her grown more fair.'

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Thus do we walk with her, and keep unbroken
The bond * which Nature gives,

Bond, anything that
Thinking that our remembrance, though un- binds together.

spoken,
May reach her where she lives.

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And though at times impetuous* with emotion* Impetuous, hot, hasty

at conclusion. And anguish * long suppressed,

Emotion, agitation of The swelling heart heaves moaning like the mind, movement of ocean

the feelings.

A nguish, sorrow, or
That cannot be at rest,-

grief.
Assuage, to make

sweet, to soften, or 45 We will be patient, and assuage * the feeling

allay. We may not wholly stay ;

Sanctifying, to make By silence sanctifying,* not concealing, *

holy.

Concealing, hiding, The grief that must have way.

to keep secret.

SOME MURMUR. -- Archbishop Trench. RICHARD CHENEVIX TRENCH (1807- ), now Archbishop of Dublin, is the author of The Study of Words; English Past and Present, &c. In early life he published several volumes of poems, in a style resembling that of Wordsworth. Some murmur, they Some murmur * when their sky is clear, are not pleased with

And wholly bright to view, their position in life. Speck, a little spot.

If one small speck * of dark appear

In their great heaven of blue;
And some with thankful love are filled 5

If but one streak of light,
Gild, to brighten.

One ray of God's good mercy, gild *

The darkness of their night.

Palaces, the grand dwellings of the rich and powerful.

In palaces * are hearts that ask,

In discontent and pride,
Why life is such a dreary task,

And all good things denied ?
And hearts in poorest huts admire

How love has in their aid
(Love that not ever seems to tire)

Such rich provision made.

TRUE GROWTH.-Jonson.

BEN JONSON (1573-1637) was the son of a clergyman, and received a university education. He wrote very many plays and poems, some of them marked by great powers. He also perfected the compositions called Masques, which formed a favourite amusement of the Court. It is to his credit that his constant aim was to improve the morals of the day. He was buried in Westminster Abbey, and the flagstone over his grave was inscribed with the words, “O rare Ben Jonson!”

It is not growing like a tree

In bulk doth make Man better be ;

Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, Sere, withered. To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : *

A lily of a day

Is fairer far in May,
Although it fall and die that night,

It was the plant and flower of Light !
Just, true.

In small proportions we just * beauties see; Measures, in short periods of time.

And in short measures * life may perfect be. 10 ABOU-BEN-ADHEM AND THE ANGEL.—Leigh Hunt. LEIGH HUNT (1784-1859) was an essayist and critic of the first half of this century. In early life he was editor of the Examiner, a London newspaper. Chief poems: Feast of the Poets, a legend of Florence; and The Palfrey.

ABOU-BEN-ADHEM (may his tribe * increase) Tribe, at first it
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, meant a third part,

afterwards any diAnd saw within the moonlight in his room, vision of people ; "a Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, race or family from

the same ancestor; 5 An angel writing in a book of gold :

a body of people Exceeding * peace had made Ben-Adhem bold, under one leader. And to the Presence in the room he said,

Exceeding, very

much, very great. 66 What writest thou ?—The vision raised its"

head,
And with a look made all of sweet accord,
ΙΟ Answered, “ The names of those who love the Lord.”

“And is mine one?” said Abou. “Nay, not so,"
Replied the Angel. Abou spoke more low,
But cheerily still ; and said, "I pray thee then

Write me as one that loves his fellow-men.”
15 The angel wrote and vanished. The next night

It came again with a great wakening light, Lo! look, see, be-
And showed the names whom love of God had tion of the word look.

hold; it is a contrac

Led all the rest, stood And, lo ! * Ben-Adhem's name led all the rest.* first on the list.

blest,

Cohorts, among the Romans, a body of 500 or 600 men, the tenth

THE DESTRUCTION OF SENNACHERIB'S * ARMY.

Byron.
THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the

fold,
And his cohorts* were gleaming with purple

and gold,*
And the sheen of their spears was like stars part of a legion; here

on the sea,
When the blue waves roll nightly on deep

Galilee.*
5 Like the leaves of the forest when summer is

Galilee, the sea of green, That host with their banners at sunset were

it means a company
of soldiers.
Purple and gold, the
dresses of the officers
adorned with gold
lace.

seen ;

Galilee or lake of Gennesareth in Palestine was noted for its frequent storms.

* Sennacherib, king of Assyria, invaded Judea in the reign of Hezekiah. He afterwards threatened to destroy the king, but a “blast” from the Lord killed 185,000 of his men in one night.

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