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We climbed on the graves, on the stones
worn with rains, Aisle, a passage in a And we gazed up the aisle* through the 75 church,
small leaded panes.
She sate by the pillar; we saw her clear : Hist'! hush, atten “ Margaret, hist!* come quick, we are here. tion, silence, listen. Dear heart,” I said, “we are long alone.
The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan."
80 Sealed, looking with For her eyes were sealed * to the holy book. a fixed and attentive "Loud prays the priest ; shut stands the door.”
Come away, children, call no more.
Down, down, down,
Down to the depths of the sea. Humming town, at a
She sits at her wheel in the humming town,* distance the noise of
Singing most joyfully. a town sounds like the humming of bees
Hark, what she sings : “Oh joy, oh joy, in a hive.
For the humming street, and the child with 90
its toy, For the priest, and the bell, and the holy well.
For the wheel where I spun,
And the blessed light of the sun.”
Singing most joyfully,
And the whizzing wheel stands still." ing the thread of the woof between the She steals to the window, and looks at the sand ; threads of the warp And over the sand at the sea ; in weaving.
And her eyes are set in a stare; 100 Anon, soon, quickly,
And anon * there breaks a sigh, immediately.
And anon there drops a tear,
From a sorrow-clouded eye, Sorrow-laden, full of
And a heart sorrow-laden, * sorrow, weighed down
A long, long sigh.. with sadness.
105 Mermaiden, maid of For the cold strange eyes of a little Mermaiden, * the sea, having the
And the gleam of her golden hair. upper part like a woman and the lower like a fish, and sup
Come away, away, children. posed to have long
Come, children, come down. golden hair,
The hoarse * wind blows colder ; Hoarse, harsh, disagreeable.
Lights shine in the town.
She will start from her slumber Gusts, sudden blasts
When gusts * shake the door ; of wind.
She will hear the winds howling,
Whirl, to go round and round, to toss about in a confused manner.
Faithless, false, not true to her promise.
We shall see, while above us
And then come back down.
Spring-tides, those which rise' higher than ordinary tides, after new and full moon. Broom, a wild ever. green shrub, with leafless pointed twigs. Blanched, to make white. Creek, a small inlet of the sea. Hie, to hasten. Ebb-tide, the going back or retiring of the tide. Sleeping town, the inhabitants have retired to rest.
THE SKY-LARK.-Hogg. JAMES Hogg (1770-1835) was born in Ettrick Forest in Selkirkshire. He was a farmer and shepherd, and hence called the Ettrick Shepherd, but he was more successful as a poet. Chief work: The Queen's Wake, containing the beautiful fairy ballad Kilmeny; he also wrote songs and povels.
BIRD of the wilderness,
Cumberless, free from
Matin, morning song. Emblem * of happiness,
Lea, pasture land, a Blest is thy dwelling-place
Emblem, sign or
figure, a token.
Dewy wing, the lark builds its nest on the ground, and consequently when the dew falls at night it gets covered with it. Thy lay is in heaven, the lark soars high into the air, and there warbles forth its song. Fell, a rocky hill. Sheen, bright, beau
Love gives it energy, love gave it birth.
Where, on thy dewy wing, *
Where art thou journeying ?
O’er fell * and fountain sheen, *
O’er moor and mountain green,
Over the cloudlet * dim,
Over the rainbow's rim,
Then, when the gloaming * comes,
Low in the heather blooms
Emblem of happiness,
Blest is thy dwelling-place-
Cloudlet, a little cloud. Cherub, an angel. Gloaming, twilight, the evening.
VISION OF BELSHAZZAR.*—Byron.
The King was on his throne, Satraps, the chief
The Satraps * thronged the hall ; governors and nobles.
A thousand bright lamps shone
O’er that high festival.
A thousand cups of gold, In Judah, &c., these
In Judah * deemed divinevessels were set a part
Jehovah's vessels hold for the service of the Temple, and were,
The godless Heathen's wine. therefore, held most sacred.
In that same hour and hall,
The fingers of a hand
And wrote as if on sand :
A solitary hand
And traced them like a wand.
The monarch saw, and shook,
And bade no more rejoice ;
And tremulous his voice.
Waxed, &c., he became pale with fear.
* Belshazzar was the last of the Babylonian kings. This poem is founded on the account given of the overthrow of Babylon in the Book of Daniel,
Men of lore, the
Lore, learning, know-
“Let the men of lore * appear,
The wisest of the earth,
Which mar * our royal inirth.”
But here they have no skill ;
Untold and awful still.
Are wise and deep in lore ; *
They saw-but knew no more.
A stranger and a youth,
He saw that writing's truth.
The prophecy * in view ;
The morrow proved it true.
His kingdom passed away,
Is light and worthless clay.
His canopy * the stone : *
The Persian * on his throne !”
A captive, the prophet Daniel, who had been carried captive into Babylon.
The prophecy, that which foretold what was about to happen.
Shroud the dress with which a dead body is covered. Canopy, the covering above a throne. The stone here means his tombstone. The Persian, Cyrus, king of the Medes and Persians.
THE BATTLE OF HOHENLINDEN.*- Campbell.
On Linden, when the sun was low,
Of Iser, rolling rapidly.
The darkness of her scenery.*
Fires of death, the discharge of the artil. lery, which carried death and destruction among the troops. Scenery, the appearance of the country.
* Hohenlinden, or Linden Heights, is a small village in Bavaria, about six leagues from Munich. It is situated between the Iser and the Inn, tributaries of the Danube. The Austrians and Bavarians were defeated here by the French on the 3d December 1800.
Revelry, the bustle and din of battle. Then shook the hills, the surrounding country seemed to shake again with the dreadful noise made by the firing of the artillery. Riven, torn asunder ; here it refers to the ground being torn up with the cannon balls. Frank, the ancient name for the French, who in the 3d century overthrew the Roman dominion in Gaul, and settled
By torch and trumpet fast arrayed,
To join the dreadful revelry.*
Far flashed the red artillery.
Of Iser, rolling rapidly.
Shout ’mid their sulphurous canopy.
And charge with all thy chivalry!
Shall be a soldier's sepulchre ! *
Huns, or, as they are
THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH.-Longfellow.
UNDER a spreading chestnut-tree Smithy, a black
The village smithy * stands; smith's shop.
The smith, a mighty * man is he, Mighty, full of strength.
With large and sinewy * hands; Sinewy, strong.
And the muscles * of his brawny * arms Muscles, the fleshy parts of the body by Are strong as iron bands. which it moves. Brawny, strong, full
His hair is crisp,* and black, and long; of muscle.
His face is like the tan ;* Crisp, curly. Tan, the bark of the His brow is wet with honest sweat; oak-tree, means here He earns whate'er he can, that his face was very
And looks the whole world in the face, brown,
For he owes not any man.
You can hear his bellows blow;