'Tis Apollo comes leading They are lost in the hollows, 17. -Whose praise do they mention, I'LL LOVE NO MORE 18. That, if thou might, elsewhere inthrall: A captive's captive to remain ? SIR R. AYTON. FROM 'THE WIDOW OF GLENCOE' 19. DEAD DUNDEE SOUND the fife, and cry the slogan Let the pibroch shake the air With its wild triumphal music, Worthy of the freight we bear. Let the ancient hills of Scotland Hear once more the battle song Swell within their glens and valleys As the clansmen march along! Never from the field of combat, Never from the deadly fray, To our dear Redeemer's shore ! Lo! we bring with us the hero- From the altar of his fame; And the thunder of the fight! Strike, I say, the notes of triumph, As we march o'er moor and lea! Is there any here will venture To bewail our dead Dundee ? Let the widows of the traitors Weep until their eyes are dim! Wail ye may full well for Scotland Let none dare to mourn for him! (The Burial March of Dundee). 20. THE REFUSAL OF CHARON WHY look the distant mountains Is there, nor wind nor rain'Tis Charon that is passing by, With all his gloomy train. The young men march before him, The tender little infants, To grant some brief delay. 21. THE WORLD'S A BUBBLE THE World's a bubble, and the Life of Man In his conception wretched, from the womb Curst from his cradle, and brought up to years Who then to frail mortality shall trust, FRANCIS BACON, LORD VERULAM. 22. LUCIFER'S SONG THOU hast more music in thy | Go, search through Heaven-the voice Than to the spheres is given, And more temptations on thy lips Than lost the angels Heaven. Thou hast more brightness in thine eyes Than all the stars which burn, More dazzling art thou than the throne We fallen dared to spurn. sweetest smile That lightens there is thine; And through hell's burning darkness breaks No frown so fell as mine. One smile-'twill light, one tear'twill cool; These will be more to me Than all the wealth of all the worlds, Or boundless power could be. P. J. BAILEY (Festus). 23. WE LIVE IN DEEDS We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths; We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives Where imperfection ceaseth, heaven begins. 24. P. J. BAILEY (Festus). FISHERMAN'S SONG No fish stir in our heaving net, And the sky is dark and the night is wet; And we must ply the lusty oar, For the tide is ebbing from the shore; So kindly stored for our return. Our boat is small, and the tempest raves, Push bravely, mates! Our guiding star We'll quaff our bowl and mock the blast. JOANNA BAILLIE. 25. LIFE! I KNOW NOT WHAT THOU ART LIFE! I know not what thou art, But know that thou and I must part; And when, or how, or where we met Life! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather; -Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time; Say not Good Night,-but in some brighter clime A. L. BARBAULD. 26. SPRING SWEET daughter of a rough and stormy sire, Hoar Winter's blooming child, delightful Spring! Whose unshorn locks with leaves From the green islands of eternal Turn, hither turn thy step, Or Lydian flute, can soothe the And through the stormy deep 27. AS I LAYE A-THYNKYNGE The last lines of Thomas Ingoldsby' As I laye a-thynkynge, a-thynkynge, a-thynkynge, With his hauberke shynynge brighte, As I laye a-thynkynge, he rode upon his waye. As I laye a-thynkynge, a-thynkynge, a-thynkynge, Where a gallant Knyghte lay slayne, As I laye a-thynkynge, most pitiful to see! As I laye a-thynkynge, a-thynkynge, a-thynkynge, And a gentil youthe was nyghe, As I laye a-thynkynge, her hearte was gladsome now. As I laye a-thynkynge, a-thynkynge, a-thynkynge, 6 That I was borne !' As I laye a-thynkynge, she perished forlorne. As I laye a-thynkynge, a-thynkynge, a-thynkynge, And his face was meek and mild, On his sire; As I laye a-thynkynge, a Cherub mote admire. But I laye a-thynkynge, a-thynkynge, a-thynkynge, And sadly sang the Birde as it perched upon a bier; That joyous smile was gone, And the face was white and wan, As the downe upon the Swan Doth appear, As I laye a-thynkynge-oh! bitter flowed the tear! |