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BOADICEA.
When the British warrior-queen,

Bleeding from the Roman rods,
Sought, with an indignant mien,

Counsel of her country's gods, Sage, beneath a spreading oak,

Sat the Druid,hoary chief, Every burning word he spoke

Full of rage, and full of grief. • Princess, if our aged eyes

Weep upon thy matchless wrongs, 'Tis because resentment ties

All the terrors of our tongues. ‘Rome shall perish! write that word

In the blood that she has spilt; Perish-hopeless and abhorred,

Deep in ruin, as in guilt ! * Rome, for empire far renowned,

Tramples on a thousand states ; Soon her pride shall kiss the ground

Hark! the Gaul is at her gates ! 4 Other Romans shall arise,

Heedless of a soldier's name; Sounds, not arms, shall win the prize,

Harmony the path to fame ! 5 Then, the progeny that springs

From the forests of our land, Armed with thunder, clad with wings,

Shall a wider world command. “Regions Cæsar never knew,

Thy posterity shall sway ; Where his eagles? never flew,

None invincible as they !'

BOADICEA.

Such the Bard's prophetic words,

Pregnant with celestial fire ;
Bending as he swept the chords

Of his sweet but awful lyre.

She, with all a monarch's pride,

Felt them in her bosom glow;
Rushed to battle, fought, and died-

Dying, hurled them at the foe!

Ruffians ! pitiless as proud,

Heaven awards the vengeance due;
Empire is on us bestowed ;

Shame and ruin wait for you!'

Cowper.

1 Boadicea, the heroic queen of the 4 The Gaul is at her gates. The great

Iceni, an ancient British tribe, Roman empire, after centuries who stirred up and led her coun of supremacy, was overrun by trymen against the Romans in 62 the barbarous hordes of Central A.D. After being totally defeated Europe, and split into fragments. by Suetonius Paulinus, she took The city itself was trampled under poison to escape captivity..

foot by Alaric and his Goths in 2 Roman rods. The husband of Boa 410 A.D., and by the Vandals

dicea had left half of his posses under Genseric in 455 A.D. sions to the Romans, in the hope 5 The 'later Romans had grown effithat the latter would not interfere. minate, and were better at makwith the domains of his widow. ing fine speeches and writing But they wrenched everything smooth verses than fighting for from her, and scourged her with their country. rods when she ventured to demand 6 Ships, built of oak, winged with sails her rights.

and armed with thundering guns, 3 Druid, a minister of religion among were a chief means of establishing

the ancient Celtic nations in Bri the sway of Britain in the world. tain and Gaul. The Druids wor- | 7 Eagles, the military standard of the shipped in groves.

Romans.

THE SKYLARK.
Bird of the wilderness !

Blithesome and cumberless,
Sweet be thy matin 1 o'er moorland and lea!

Emblem of happiness!

Blest is thy dwelling-place-
Oh to abide in the desert with thee!

Wild is thy lay and loud,

Far in the downy cloud;
Love gives it energy, love gave it birth.

Where, on thy dewy wing,

Where art thou journeying?
Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth.

O'er fell and fountain sheen,

O’er moor and mountain green,
O'er the red streamer that heralds the day;

Over the cloudlet dim,

Over the rainbow's rim,
Musical cherub, soar, singing, away!

Then, when the gloaming comes,

Low in the heather blooms,
Sweet will thy welcome and bed of love be!

Emblem of happiness!

Blest is thy dwelling-place-
Oh to abide in the desert with thee !

James Hogg. 1 Matin, morning song. 2 Gloaming, twilight.

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EXCELSIOR.

EXCELSIOR!
The shades of night were falling fast,
As through an Alpine village passed
A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice,
A banner with the strange device,

“Excelsior !!

His brow was sad ; his eye beneath,
Flashed like a falchion from its sheath;
And like a silver clarion rung
The accents of that unknown tongue,

Excelsior !!
In happy homes he saw the light
Of household fires gleam warm and bright;
Above, the spectral glaciers shone,
And from his lips escaped a groan,

Excelsior !

Try not the pass !' the old man said ; Dark lowers the tempest overhead, The roaring torrent is deep and wide!' And loud that clarion voice replied,

'Excelsior!' "O stay, the maiden said, 'and rest Thy weary head upon this breast !' A tear stood in his bright blue eye, But still he answered with a sigh,

'Excelsior!'

• Beware the pine-tree's withered branch !
Beware the awful avalanche !' 2
This was the peasant's last good-night;
A voice replied, far up the height,

* Excelsior!'
At break of day, as heavenward
The pious monks of St Bernard 3

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A SHIPWRECK.

Her giant form,
O’er wrathful surge, through blackening storm,
Majestically calm would go
'Mid the deep darkness white as snow !
But gently now the small waves glide
Like playful lambs o'er a mountain's side.
So stately her bearing, so proud her array,
The main she will traverse for ever and aye.
Many ports will exult at the gleam of her mast !
Hush ! hush ! thou vain dreamer! this hour is her last.

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