Yet careful thoughts, intrusive, with me went,
Though round me were the mirth and flowers of May,
And through my mind a dreamy languor sent;
Till, with regret, when wandering thence away,
I sighed, to think I saw not half I sought,
And, where I should have looked, was lost in thought.

A Rural Scene.

There's a farm

Close by-oh! we must show it you, Sir Francis,
Which is almost my envy. And it is

The prettiest walk!-Through a beech-wood the path;
A wild, rude copse-road winds beneath the light
And feathery stems of the young trees, so fresh,
In their new delicate green, and so contrasting
With their slim, flexile forms, that almost seem
To bend as the wind passes, with the firm
Deep-rooted vigour of those older trees,
And nobler,-those grey giants of the woods,
That stir not at the tempest. Oh! that path
Is pleasant, with its beds of richest moss,
And tufts of fairest flowers, fragrant woodroof
So silver white, wood-sorrel elegant,

Or light anemone. A pleasant path

Is that; with such a sense of freshness round us,

Of cool and lovely light: the very air

Has the hue of the young leaves. Downward the road

Winds, till beneath a beech, whose slender stem

Seems tossed across the path, all suddenly

The close wood ceases, and a steep descent

Leads to a valley, whose opposing side

Is crowned with answering woods; a narrow valley
Of richest meadow land, which creeps half up
The opposite hill; and in the midst a farm,
With its old ample orchard, now one flush
Of fragrant bloom; and just beneath the wood,
Close by the house, a rude deserted chalk pit,
Half full of rank and creeping plants, with briars
And pendant roots of trees half covered o'er,
Like some wild shaggy ruin. Beautiful
To me is that lone farm. There is a peace,
A deep repose, a silent harmony,

Of nature and of man. The circling woods
Shut out all human eyes; and the gay orchard
Spreads its sweet world of blossoms, all unseen,
Save by the smiling sky. That were a spot
To live and die in!

MISS MITFORD.

JUNE.

JUNE has for its zodiacal sign Cancer, which the sun enters in the morning of the 22d. The name of June gave rise to various etymologies; but the most probable one derives it from Juno, in honour of whom a festival was celebrated at the beginning of the month. Ovid assigns the 1st of June to "Carna," the goddess of the hinge; who also presided over the vital parts of man, especially the liver and the heart. Massey, commenting on his taste, cannot divine the connexion between such a power and the patronage of hinges. "False notions,' he says, 'in every mode of religion, lead men naturally into confusion.'

Remarkable Days

In JUNE 1828.

1.—TRINITY SUNDAY.

THE observation of this festival was first appointed by the Council of Arles in 1260.-See some curious particulars relative to this day in our last volume, pp. 183-187.-On Trinity Sunday, at Commercy, some persons go into the country very early in the morning, to see three suns rise at the same time.'

1.-NICOMEDE.

Nicomede was a Christian of some distinction at Rome. He was a man of most active benevolence; but was scourged to death in the second persecution under Domitian.

5.-CORPUS CHRISTI.

This festival, the body of Christ,' was appointed in honour of the Eucharist, and always falls on the Thursday after Trinity Sunday. It is called the Fête Dieu, or Corpus Christi, and is one of the most remarkable festivals of the Romish church.-An account of the Procession of the Host' is given in our last volume, p. 188; see also T. T. for 1826, p. 126.

5.-SAINT BONIFACE.

Boniface was a Saxon presbyter, born in England, and at first called Wilfrid. He was murdered in a barbarous manner by the populace near Utrecht, while preaching the Christian religion, on this day, in the year 755.

*6. 1827.-PETER HERVE died,

Founder of the National Benevolent Institution, in Great Russell Street, London.

*10. 1412.-ENCOURAGEMENT OF MATRIMONY. On this day, King Henry IV granted his royal license to a hospital called the Maison Dieu, or 'God's House,' erected by Roger Thornton, on the Sandhill, Newcastle, for the purpose of providing certain persons with food and clothing. Before it was pulled down in 1823, the Merchants' Court' was established over it, and, at this time, a new building for the company of Free Merchants, &c., is erected on its site. The son of the founder of the old hospital granted the use of its hall and kitchen 'for a young couple when they were married to make their wedding dinner in, and receive the offerings and gifts of their friends, for, at that time, houses were not large.' Mr. Sykes, in his interesting volume of Local Records,' remarks that this appears an ancient custom for the encouragement of matrimony.' 11.-SAINT BARNABAS

Was descended of the tribe of Levi, and born at Cyprus. He was stoned to death by the Jews. An epistle written by him is still extant: it is published in Wake's Apostolical Fathers.

17.-SAINT ALBAN.

Saint Alban suffered martyrdom at Verulam, now St. Alban's, in 303. A splendid abbey was founded in memory of the martyr, A.D. 795, by Offa, King of the Mercians.

*18. 1815.-BATTLE OF WATERLOO.

HONNEUR AUX BRAVES.

[By H. M. Parker, Author of the Draught of Immortality.]
Honour unto the brave!

Honour to those who fall
Where freedom's banners wave,
Where glory's trumpets call;
The laurel, that alone

Should shade a hero's grave,
Will bloom when we are gone-
Then, Honour to the brave!'
Honour unto the brave!

Honour to those who bleed
Their native land to save,

Oh! their's is fame indeed!
Who that could perish so,
Would live to be a slave?
Could brave men crouch so low?
No!-- Honour to the brave!'

Honour unto the brave!

Who bore their banner high
Above the stormy wave,
Beneath the stormy sky:
They sleep the hero's sleep,
In many an ocean-cave,
But their fame is on the deep-
Then, Honour to the brave!'
Honour unto the brave!

Where'er they draw the sword;

Honour to those who crave

But fame as their reward:

In camp, in regal ball,

On mountain, or in cave,

At beauty's festival

Still, Honour to the brave!'

*18. 1827.-LORD DE TABLEY DIED,

A munificent patron of literature and the fine arts. Almost from infancy, he was devoted by personal attachment, and by congeniality of mind and pursuits, to his present Majesty, by whom he was honoured by close and familiar intercourse. In early life he visited Italy, where he spent a considerable time with the late Francis, Duke of Bedford, in the cultivation

of his taste for literature and the fine arts. This taste became almost a passion with him; and, it is not too much to say, that, by his death, the English school of painting has lost one of its best friends. In the encouragement of painting, sculpture, and engraving, he was at once liberal, generous, and indefatigable. As a connoisseur, his judgment was correct-his taste exquisite; and, as a painter, he possessed great merit. His superb collection, formed at immense cost, was frequently opened for public inspection. It may be said of Lord de Tabley, that he was an elegant scholar, and a perfect gentleman. His manners were refined; and, in all the relations of life, he was an object of respect, esteem, and love. By Lady de Tabley-of whom the exquisite portrait, as Hope, by Sir Thomas Lawrence, can never be forgotten-his Lordship had two sons: George, his successor, born on the 28th of October, 1811; and William-Henry, born on the 4th of July, 1813.

*19. 1566.-K. JAMES I. BORN.

Hume says that James I. was awkward in his person and ungainly in his manners; and Sir Anthony Weldon, in the 'Court and Character' of James, nearly in the same words with Balfour, goes into the detail. His Majesty was of middle stature, moderately corpulent, his eyes large and always rolling, his beard thin, and his tongue so much too large for his mouth that he drank unseemly. His legs were weak, and his walk circular. Whatever his changeableness in other respects might be, he was constant to his apparel, usually dressing in the same fashion, and delighting to wear his clothes till they came to rags. He was constant also to the dishes which he preferred at his meals. His doublet was quilted for stiletto-proof. Both Weldon and Balfour add, that he never washed his hands, but only rubbed his fingers slightly with the wetted end of a napkin. Much of this is confirmed by a very curious volume preserved in the British Museum, containing Sir Theodore Mayerne's Memoranda of his professional attendance upon King James, from 1611 to the time of his death. The same volume also contains various notices relating to Charles the First and Queen Henrietta Maria. The whole is in Latin, with copies of all the prescriptions administered to the royal patients. Sir Theodore Mayerne states, that King James was born at Edinburgh, June 19th, 1566, at half past eleven