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Mechlin is

lace.

Postern, a Behind shut the postern,* the lights sank to rest, 5
small door or And into the midnight we galloped abreast.
gate.

Not a word to each other, we kept the great pace,
Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our

place;

I turned in my saddle, and made its girths tight, Pique, a Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique* 10 lance carried at the saddle.

right,

Rebuckled the check-strap, chained slacker the bit, A whit, a Nor galloped less steadily Roland a whit.* point, a jot.

'Twas moonset at starting ; but while we drew near Lokeren, in Lokeren,* the cocks crew and twilight dawned clear;

: At Boom,* a great yellow star came out to see; ders. Bel

15 gium. At Düffeld,* 'twas morning as plain as could be ; Boom, Düf- And from Mechlin * church-steeple we heard the feld, Mechlin, in Antwerp.

So Joris broke silence with, “ Yet there is time !" noted for its

At Aerschot, up leaped of a sudden the sun,
And against him the cattle stood black every one, . 20
To stare through the mist at us galloping past,

And I saw my stout galloper Roland at last,
Resolute, With resolute * shoulders, each butting away
firm, steady
bold.

"The haze,* as some bluff river-headland its spray. Haze, mist.

And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent 25

back

For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track ; Intelligence, And one eye's black intelligence *-ever that glance quickness to O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance ! * understand. Askance, And the thick heavy spume-flakes * which aye and sideways Spume flakes, flakes of

es, His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. 30 foam. Aye and By Hasselt,* Dirck groaned, and cried Joris, “Stay anon, now and then.

spur!.
Hasselt, in Your Roos * galloped bravely, the fault's not in her,
Belgium.

We'll remember at Aix”– for one heard the quick
Roos (Ger.
Ross), a com-

wheeze
mon name of her chest, saw the stretched neck and staggering

knees,
And sunk tail, and horrible heave of the flank, 35
As down on her haunches she shuddered and sank.
So we were left galloping, Joris and I,
Past Looz and past Tongres, no cloud in the sky;

anon *

mon name for a horse.

roan *

The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh ; 40 'Neath our feet broke the brittle bright stubble like

chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And “Gallop,” gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight! “How they'll greet * us !”—and all in a moment his Greet, wel

come.

Roan is ap-
Rolled neck and croup * over, lay dead as a stone; plied to a
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And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight horse of a

bay or brown
Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, colour.
With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, Croup,
And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim.

saddle. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster * let fall, Holster, the 50 Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all,

case for a

horseman's Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, pistol. Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without

fear;
Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad

or good
Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood.
55 And all I remember is, friends flocking round,
As I sate with his head 'twixt my knees on the

ground, And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine, As I poured down his throat our last measure of wine, Burgesses,

Which (the burgesses * voted by common consent) the inhabit60 Was no more than his due who brought good news

ants or free

men of a from Ghent.

borough.

THE BATTLE OF THE BALTIC.*-Campbell.
OF Nelson * and the North

Nelson was born in
Sing the glorious day's renown,

1758. He entered the

navy in his twelfth When to battle fierce came forth

year. He was killed All the might of Denmark's crown,

on board the Victory, And her arms along the deep proudly shone ;

at Trafalgar, in 1805.

Prince. The Danish By each gun the lighted brand

forces were comIn a bold determined hand,

manded by their

Prince Regent, who And the Prince * of all the land

became king as FredLed them on.

erick VI. in 1801.

* The Battle of the Baltic. In 1801 a fleet was sent to break up the confederacy formed by Russia, Prussia, Sweden, and Denmark. Seventeen sail of the Danes were sunk, burnt, or taken in the roads of Copenhagen, The Baltic, a sea in the north of Europe. Its waters are shallow, and from this cause and the numerous rivers which it receives it is only slightly salt. This sea is covered with ice in winter.

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tions.

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Leviathan, a huge sea - monster men.

Lay their bulwarks * on the brine ; tioned in the book of Job. It is generally supposed to mean the crocodile, though the term is applied to any

he It was ten of April morn by the chime;
large marine animal. As they drifted on their path,
Bulwarks, fortifica There was silence deep as death;

And the boldest held his breath
For a time.

But the might of England flushed
Anticipate, to enjoy To anticipate * the scene;
before the time.

And her van the fleeter rushed
O'er the deadly space between. : [each gun

“ Hearts of oak ?” our captains cried, when
Adamantine, hard as From its adamantine * lips
diamond. Here it Spread a death-shade round the ships,
means the iron guns.

Like the hurricane eclipse
Of the sun!
Again ! again ! again!
And the havoc did not slack,
Till a feebler cheer the Dane

To our cheering sent us back.
Boom, the noise made Their shots along the deep slowly boom ;* —
by the firing of big Then ceased, and all is wail,
guns.

As they strike the shattered sail ;
Conflagration, an ex- Or, in conflagration * pale,
tensive fire.

Light the gloom !
Out spoke the victor then,

As he hailed them o'er the wave :
Yearebrothers. This “Ye are brothers ! * ye are men !
refers to the common
origin of the English
and Danes.

So peace, instead of death, let us bring :-
But yield, proud foe, thy fleet,
With the crews, at England's feet,
And make submission meet

To our King."
Denmark, a low, flat Then Denmark * blessed our Chief,
country in the north

Then he gave her wounds repose ;
of Europe. A great
part of the western And the sounds of joy and grief
coast is embanked to From her people wildly rose,
keep out the sea.

As Death withdrew his shades from the day:
While the sun looked smiling bright
O'er a wide and woeful sight,
Where the fires of funeral light
Died away!

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55 Now joy, Old England, raise!

For the tidings of thy might,
By the festal cities' blaze, *

Festal cities' blaze.
While the wine-cup shines in light ;-

When news of the

victory reached EngAnd yet, amidst that joy and uproar,

land, most of the 60 Let us think of them that sleep,

large towns were

illuminated.
Full many a fathom deep,
By thy wild and stormy steep,
Elsinore ! *

Elsinore, a town and

seaport on island of Brave hearts ! to Britain's pride

Zealand, where ships

paid toll to the King 65 Once so faithful and so true,

of Denmark, till it On the deck of fame that died,

was abolished in 1857. With the gallant, good Riou ! *

Riou, Captain Riou,
Soft sigh the winds of heaven o'er their grave! styled by Nelson “the

gallant and good."
While the billow mournful rolls,
And the mermaid's song condoles,
Singing glory to the souls
Of the brave !

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RELIEVING GUARD.-Bret Harte.
CAME the relief.* " What, sentry,* ho ! Relief. It is the rule
How passed the night through thy long 20

in the army for each

soldier to take his waking ?

turn in keeping “ Cold, cheerless, dark,-as may befit

guard, and the one

who has to do so is The hour before the dawn * is breaking.”

called the relief, or is

said to be relieving “No sight? no sound ?” “No; nothing save guard. The plover from the marshes calling,

Sentry, the one keep

ing guard. And in yon western sky, about

Hour before the An hour ago, a star was falling."

dawn. The hour be

fore the morning "A star? There's nothing strange in that.”

breaks is considered

to be the darkest “No, nothing ; but, above the thicket, time of the night. Somehow it seemed to me that God

Picket, soldiers placed

to guard the outposts Somewhere had just relieved a picket.”* of a camp.

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TO A MOUNTAIN DAISY.Burns.
WEE, modest, crinison tipped flower,
Thou's met me in an evil hour;
For I maun * crush amang * the stour

Maun, must.
Thy slender stem;

Amang, among

Stour, dust.
To spare thee now is past my power,

Thou bonnie gem.

5

The

Neebor, neighbour.

Alas! it's no thy neebor * sweet, Meet, fit.

The bonnie lark, companion meet!*
Weet, wet.

Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet *
Wi' spreckled breast,

10 When upward springing, blythe, to greet Purpling, at dawn.

The purpling * east. Cauld, cold.

Cauld * blew the bitter-biting north

Upon thy early, humble, birth ;
Glinted, peeped out. Yet cheerfully thou glinted * forth

Amid the storm;
Scarce rear'd above the parent earth

Thy tender form.
Flaunting, gaudy, The flaunting * flowers our gardens yield
gay in colour.
Wa's, walls.

High sheltering woods and wa's * maun shield, 20 Bield, shelter. But thou beneath the random bield *

O'clod or stane *
Histie, dry.
Stibblé, stubble.

Adorns the histie* stibble-field,*

Unseen, alane.
There, in thy scanty mantle clad,

Thy snawy bosom sunward spread,
Unassuming, modest. Thou lifts thy unassuming * head

In humble guise ;
Share, ploughshare. But now the share * uptears thy bed,

And low thou lies !

Stane, stone.

THE LAST MINSTREL.— Scott.

The way was long, the wind was cold, Minstrel, one of an The Minstrel * was infirm and old ; order of men who

His withered cheek, and tresses gray, sang to the harp verses composed by Seemed to have known a better day ; themselves or others;

The harp, his sole remaining joy, a musician.

Was carried by an orphan boy.

The last of all the bards was he, Chivalry, the deeds

Who sung of Border chivalry ; done by brave men.

For, well-a-day! their date was fled,
His tuneful brethren all were dead;
And he, neglected and oppressed,

Wished to be with them, and at rest.
Palfrey, a saddle No more, on prancing palfrey * borne;

He carolled,* light as lark at morn; Carolled, he sang. No longer, courted and caressed, * Chressed, treated with

High placed in hall, a welcome guest, affection.

He poured, to lord and lady gay, Unpremeditated, not prepared beforehand.

The unpremeditated * lay ;

horse.

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