Ere the early bleating lambs As in his sleep a baby lies

Cling like shadows to their dams, Buried, till waking bids him rise;

Ere the blackthorn breaks to white, As in the acorn trees are hid,

Snowy-hooded anchorite ; To show themselves when summers bid;

Out from every hedge you look, As in the mind dear faces lurk

You are bright by every brook, Unseen till memory's wand shall work :

Weaving for your sole defence

Fearlessness of innocence.
So sleeps my love within her grave –

While the daffodils still waver,
Not 'neath that sod,
But there with God!

Ere the jonquil gets its savor,

While the linnets yet but pair,
Till, dying, I shall death obey,

You are fledged, and everywhere.
And follow her the selfsame way

Nought can daunt you, nought distress, She went ;

Neither cold nor sunlessness. Then shall I see her face to face

You, when Lent sleet flies apace, The old delight with double grace

Look the tempest in the face ;

As descend the flakes more slow,
And each to each shall wake from sleep,
Love's endless fellowship to keep

From your eyelids shake the snow,
Not there,

And when all the clouds have flown,
Beneath that rounded sod,

Meet the sun's smile with your own.
But there,

Nothing ever makes you less
In heaven, in life with God!

Gracious to ungraciousness.
Sunday Magazine.

March may bluster up and down,
Pettish April sulk and frown;
Closer to their skirts you cling,
Coaxing Winter to be Spring.

LATEST, earliest of the year,
Primroses that still were here,
Snugly nestling round the boles
Of the cut-down chestnut poles,
When December's tottering tread
Rustled ’mong the deep leaves dead,
And with confident young faces
Peeped from out the sheltered places
When pale January lay
In its cradle day by day,
Dead or living, hard to say,
Now that mid-March blows and blusters,
Out you steal in tufts and clusters,
Making leafless lane and wood
Vernal with your hardihood.
Other lovely things are rare,
You are prodigal as fair.
First you come by ones and ones,
Lastly in battalions,
Skirmish along hedge and bank,
Turn old Winter's wavering flank,
Round his flying footsteps hover,
Seize on hollow, ridge, and cover,
Leave nor slope nor hill unharried,
Till his snowy trenches carried,
O’er bis sepulchre you laugh,
Winter's joyous epitaph.

Then when your sweet task is done,
And the wild flowers, one by one,
Here, there, everywhere do blow,
Primroses, you haste to go,
Satisfied with what you bring,
Waning morning-star of spring.
You have brightened doubtful days,
You have sweetened long delays,
Fooling our enchanted reason
To miscalculate the season.
But when doubt and fear are fled,
When the kine leave wintry shed,
And 'mong grasses green and tall
Find their fodder, make their stall;
When the wintering swallow flies
Homeward back from southern skies,
To the dear old cottage thatch
Where it loves to build and hatch,
That its young may understand,
Nor forget, this English land;
When the cuckoo, mocking rover,
Laughs that April loves are over;
When the hawthorn, all ablow,
Mimics the defeated snow;
Then you give one last look round,
Stir the sleepers underground,
Call the campion to awake,
Tell the speedwell courage take,
Bid the eyebright have no fear,
Whisper in the bluebell's ear
Time has come for it to flood
With its blue waves all the wood,
Mind the stitchwort of its pledge
To replace you in the hedge,
Bid the ladysmocks good-bye,
Close your bonnie lids and die ;
And, without one look of blame,
Go as gently as you came.


This, too, be your glory great,
Primroses, you do not wait,
As the other flowers do,
For the spring to smile on you,
But with coming are content,
Asking no encouragement.
Ere the hardy crocus cleaves
Sunny borders 'neath the eaves,
Ere the thrush his song rehearse
Sweeter than all poets' verse,

From The Fortnightly Review. and the people, from it the stately and LUCIUS CAREY, LORD FALKLAND.*

orderly structure of English ConstituThere are some lives, not necessarily tional freedom. The abdication of James in the highest ranks of history, which are II., the Toleration Act, the Bill of constantly rewritten and discussed, and Rights, the Act of Settlement, the devel. such a one is the life of Lucius Carey, opment of Parliamentary parties, and the Lord Falkland. It is not because he oc- balanced Constitution such as

we have cupies in every picture of the Civil War a known it during the early and golden space disproportionate to his short career, days of our Victorian age, have all fowed nor again that from the days of Claren-naturally and consistently out of the condon down to our own generation there is a troversies and legislation of the Great striking consent of the most eminent writ. Rebellion. The coming generation, bred ers to give honor to the unsullied life of up under different conditions of thought the Royalist statesman, but that in the and education, may perhaps find it bard circumstances of his time many reason to sympathize to an equal degree with the able analogies and resemblances may be feelings which animated the Royalist and traced to the condition of our England of Parliamentarian parties of that time. the nineteenth century. The rule of the Never probably has a change been so Plantagenets, the long struggle of York: rapid in all that constitutes the real life of ists and Lancastrians, the government of men as that which has occurred within the Tudors, though parts of a very con- the last half-century; and the new ideas tinuous and consistent history, seem too and interests and learning of our day are far off from our time to belong to us; but creating for our children an absolutely the principles for which Charles J. and new world. Thus the interval between the Long Parliament contended, prerog. their age and that of the Civil War will to ative and freedom of debate, control of them probably appear a much wider cne the military forces, right of taxation, the than to us who have inherited in a more relations of the Church to and in the State, continuous descent the traditions of the underlie at least the political controver. seventeenth century; and the House of sies of our own age, wbilst they are still Commons of the year 1900, if it changes burning questions in some of the great character in the same rate and proportion monarchies and civilized countries of that it has changed during the last three Europe. The gulf of time which divides years of evil augury, will not have one us from that famous Long Parliament shred or vestige of common character with which Lord Falkland's name is for- with the great body which met to decide ever associated is little more than two the fortunes of England in November, hundred years wide

an interval which, 1640. long in the life of individual men, is short Of all the scenes of that time, none is in that of a nation ; and of all Parliaments more vivid, none comes more closely bome before, and perhaps after, the Long Par to us, than the picture of the Long Parlia. liament is the most memorable in English | ment. We know the form and shape of history. From it dates, in the words of the long, low, and ill-lit room in which the one of our historians, the “corporate Commons met; we have the speeches, life” of the two great parties in the State, closely reasoned, stern in import, steeped from it the modern relations of the crown in religious thought and phraseology; we

recognize the familiar names of the great * On the oth Sept., 1879, close by the town of Newbury, a granite memorial was unveiled in honor of Lord county families who yet live in the land Falkland and the Royalist officers and men who fell and who then and ever since have sent up fighting for King C! rles I. on the 29th day of the

members to Parliament - Trelawneys, same month, 1643, two hundred and thirty-five years

It was my fortune on that and on a previous Edgcumbes, Bullers from Cornwall and occasion to speak at some length on the character and Devon, Herberts from Wales, a Knightcareer of Lord Falkland; and as I have been several ley from Northampton, a Deering from times requested to republish those speeches, I have thought it well to take this opportunity of combining Kent, a Howard from Oxfordshire, a Porttheir chief features in a single article.

man from Taunton, a Cecil from Hert.




ford, a Percy from Northumberland - - we part in our controversies, and hold conknow the very places in which they sat, verse with us as friend and counsellor. and we can easily reproduce to ourselves His position was that which has been the scenes of which that room was a wit- occupied by a few statesmen of our own

Such a one was that, when on day, who, whilst holding true to their own critical occasion the house, highly principles and opinions, have yet had the wrought by the anxieties of the time, sat singular fortune to be trusted by both parfor a while silent and full of thought, un ties in the State, and even to find pertil the clerk at the table read out, as might sonal friends in the opposing ranks. Till be heard any day now, the details of some the stern arbitration of the sword was trilling and casual bill. Then the House, actually invoked, he was in habits of feeling the contrast of the bill with the more or less intimacy with many of the grave surroundings of the hour, burst into Parliamentarian leaders; fragments of an uncontrollable fit of laughter. Such bis conversation with Hampden and again was the scene when Pym, then Cromwell remain; and such has been the leader of the Opposition, brought into the influence of his character even beyond his House an anonymous letter which he had own day that, whilst intellectually the inreceived threatening his life, and contain- ferior of the great writer whose pen has ing a rag supposed to be infected with the given him fame, he has perhaps, so far as plague. The clerk read out the letter, but action is concerned, stamped a deeper when he came to the description of the mark upon our public life than did Lord rag he dropped it on the floor and amid Clarendon. Both parties in the State the cries of the members he spurned both have claimed, and may continue to claim, rag and letter out of the House. Yet some share in his high character. again another scene, when some laths in It is not, however, my purpose here to one of the galleries of the House gave a describe at any length Lord Falkland's sudden crack and caused a panic, in which career. His character has been portrayed all the members “under the gallery in by the greatest writer of his day, his own amaze leaped down, and some fell one intimate friend, the English Thucydides upon another, and some ran away out of of the seventeenth century; and modern the House," and through Westminster eulogy cannot go beyond that graceful Hall, till old Sir Robert Mansell drew his and touching description.


· prodisword and made them stand like true En-gious parts of his learning and knowlglishmen. "Mr. Thomas Earle broke his edge; his inimitable sweetness of, and shin, and Sir Frederic Cornwallis had his delight in, conversation ; his flowing and hat dusted with lime from the broken laths, obliging humanity; his goodness to manand Mr. John Hotham met some running kind and his primitive simplicity and inaway and asked the cause; but they not tegrity of life,” delight us by the picture telling it and pursuing their flight, he which they conjure up, no less than by the came to the door to inquire, conceiving language in which that picture is painted that there had been some division in the for all time. The pencil of Vandyke has House concerning the deans and chap- not done more for Charles I. and his ters.”

Royalist followers than the noble periods These and such like are scenes which of Clarendon have done for Lord Falkmake the Long Parliament live again be- land. Whilst the commonwealth of let. fore us, and they are colored by little in- ters stands, and polished converse casts cidents which, in similar circumstances, its spell over the human mind, the recol. would have been perfectly natural in the lection of Great Tew, with its varied soHouse of Commons with which our gen- ciety gathered from the University of eration has been familiar. In the midst Oxford, and the history of that free interof them Lord Falkland is a central figure, course of mind and mind which preceded, and one with whom we have so much in as it was wholly different from, z later and common, that, were he now living, he somewhat ignoble patronage of literature, might share our public anxieties, take I will have a never-dying charm. It is true does any

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that there were some on the Parliamenta- aggerate the imperfections of Lord Falkrian side who in a love of letters and in land, are outweighed by the more generous mental culture might challenge compari. accord of the greater masters of English son with, and in some respects even assert literature. Parliament, a truer exponent a superiority to, Lord Falkland. There of public feeling, has recognized the loftiwere gentlemen, scholars, poets amongstness of purpose and the purity of life in the opponents of the king; but none com- the Royalist hero, when in that stately bined so many high qualities, and now approach to its own council chambers, where in the history of that stormy time crowded with the statues of English

individual character stand forth statesmen and rich with historic associain such harmonious entirety, in such com- tions, it placed the marble figure of Lord plete and blameless relief, as that of Lord Falkland leaning on his sword in pensive Falkland. From the early opening of his mood. life, when with characteristic unselfish- It is the recognition of all this that has ness be offered to resign his whole prop-given Lord Falkland the place which he erty to a somewhat unreasonable father, holds in English estimation, and through down to the hour of his death, when, in which he still has so great an attraction the words of his friend and chronicler, for us. In language worthy of his subject "that incomparable young man fell in the Mr. M. Arnold has summed up the causes four-and-thirtieth year of his age, having of this “exalted esteem," and I cannot do so much despatched the business of life better than repeat them. that the oldest rarely attain to that im. thing," he says, "except personal beauty mense knowledge, and the youngest enter to qualify him for a hero to the imagination not into the world with more innocence,” of mankind. He had rank, accomplishhe was unswervingly true to himself. ment, sweet temper, exquisite courtesy, Fuller, in his quaint phraseology, says liberality, magnanimity, superb courage, that "cracks in a glass past mending are melancholy, misfortune, early death." A no great matter, but the least flaw in a

rare and touching, and yet as I believe a diamond is considerable;” and with this true picture of the man; and as we, living feeling many have searched and scanned amid the rapid mutations of our time, Lord Falkland's character for those little dwell on such characters as his and reinequalities and defects which in ordinary trace the lines of moral beauty in which men pass unnoticed. I do not indeed they have come down to us, they somedesire to represent him as a perfect char. times seem to us truer and more enduracter, for history knows such. ing, because more worthy to live, than the There are spots in every sun, and in Lord undistinguished crowd that flits across Falkland there were doubtless errors. our coinmonplace stage. We may say He was a man of impulse, of arclent feel to ourselves as the old monk, who had ing, made up of conflicting sympathies, sat for threescore years before Titian's but for that reason all the more human famous picture of the “ Last Supper”in and attractive to subsequent times. None the Escurial, said: “I have sat daily can complain when so candid a writer as watching that picture till all my companMr. Gardiner weighs with judicial sairnessions have dropped off, and yet there the the merits and shortcomings of Lord figures in the picture remain. I look Falkland's career, even if his ultimate at them till I sometimes think that they conclusion is less favorable than I am are the realities and we but the shad. disposed to think it should be. But the ows.” few who with far less learning and impar- Anyhow, so long as human nature retiality have failed to recognize the beauty mains, the story of those who have lived of his character, and in that carping tem- and died nobly will never cease to influ. per, which the great German historian ence the conduct of other men; nor are declares to be the basest spirit in which we so far removed from the age of Lord . history can be written or studied, have Falkland that we cannot draw some les. only sought to discover the faults and ex- sons from his short career. Of these

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· lessons there are at least four which in all ages has been found difficult of seem worthy of note.

combination, and was especially hard in 1. There was in him the high culture, his time — an honest devotion to the the love of letters, the delight in the inter- crown with an equally true devotion to course of the learned, the wise, the good the State. He was worthy of his family - all in fact that gives social life its motto, “In utroque fidelis;” he anticipat. greatest charm. He was in this the ideal ed and accepted in singleness of heart the of a statesman and the very representa. old saying that “a commonwealth and a tive of an hereditary class, whose duty king are no more contrary to each other and defence it is by the diligent use of than the trunk of a tree and the top bough the greater leisure vouchsafed to them in thereof. There is a republic included in a busy age to fit themselves for the varied every monarchy.” None within the record duties of society and legislation. “I par- of our constitutional history, none even doned,” says the eloquent American trav- from the days of Pitt to Sir Robert Peel, eller, “high park fences when I saw that has excelled, scarcely any that I can rebesides deer and pheasants these have call has equalled him, in this loyal devo. preserved Arundel marbles, Townley gal- tion to the English Constitution. He was leries, Howard and Spencerian libraries, emphatically a statesman - a stern, arWarwick and Portland vases, Saxon dent, almost intolerant denouncer of MSS., monastic architectures. Such abuse, and yet a faithful servant of the lords are the treasurers and librarians of crown; undazzled by ambition, unstained mankind engaged by their pride and by the vices of the courtier or the sowealth to this position.". Yet side by called patriot, pursuing to the best of his side with this love of all that appeals lights the simple rule of duty, negligent most highly to cultivated minds was the even of consistency where consistency ready surrender of it by Lord Falkland at was wrong. the summons of duty. Nor was it a slight The great abuses which existed in Lord or nominal sacrifice. In his house at Falkland's day have long since passed Great Tew, that “college situated in a away, and it is only a distorted imaginapurer air," he had all that books and con- tion that can affect to believe that they verse and accomplished society could now exist or are possible; but there will give; Morley, Hammond, Chillingworth always be evils to remove and improvewere his guests, Cowley and Waller in ments to be effected in the body politic kindly verse paid tribute to the charm of of a great nation; and the temper which his intellectual gifts, whilst the quiet hap- moved Lord Falkland is as necessary in piness of home life left no room for the the days of Queen Victoria as in those ambitions of the court or the distinctions of Charles I. of political office. For it is clear alike III. In a time of great party bitterness by dates and facts that he persisted in and unfairness we may pause to dwell refusing office until he ran the risk of upon the singular moderation and “char. being thought to refuse it from the fear itableness," as Clarendon calls it, of Lord of responsibility; and then with the eager Falkland's character and conduct. generosity of his nature he at once ac- And yet it is for these very reasons cepted its burdens and courted its perils. that some modern writers, unable to forThis was his sacrifice to the State; it was give his final decision to die in the king's freely made; and in it he taught a practi. service, have gone so far as to deny him cal and a not unnecessary lesson to other that quality of moderation which Hallam beside his own times, when we consider and Lord Macaulay have more generously the growing irksomeness of political work accorded. Political moderation with them in our day, and the tendency here as in has assumed a new form, and is to be America in the higher class of minds to found rather with Cromwell and Pym withdraw from the turbid tide of public than with Bedford and Hutchinson, Cul. business into the still waters of private pepper and Falkland. If so, we life. As in that day Izaak Walton betook well ask what is political moderation? It himself to his fishing, Lord Arundel to has many counterfeits and forgeries. his marbles, Evelyn to foreign travel, so There were Laodiceans in the apostolic there will always be men whose culture age as there have been pretenders to the and refinement, whilst eminently fitting virtue in subsequent times. Political them for the service of the State, also moderation is not uncertainty of vision, turn them away from the coarse turmoil nor hesitancy of purpose, nor an oscillatof politics.

ing between two extremes, nor even a II. Lord Falkland combined that which I philosophic desire to steer a middle course


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