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Then, since this world is vain,

And volatile and fleet,
Why should I lay up earthly joys,
Where rust corrupts, where moth destroys,
And cares and sorrows eat?

Why fly from ill

With anxious skill, When soon this hand will freeze, this throbbing

heart be still?

Come, Disappointment, come!

Thou art not stern to me;
Sad Monitress! I own thy sway,
A votary sad in early day,
I bend my knee to thee,

From sun to sun

My race will run, I only bow, and say, "My God, thy will be done!

KIRKE WHITE.

MORNING ON THE PERSIAN GULF.

THE morn hath risen clear and calm,

And o'er the Green Sea 1 palely shines,
Revealing Bahrein's 2 groves of palm,

And lighting Kishma's 3 amber vines.

1 The Persian Gulf.
• Islands in the Gulf celebrated for their pearl fishery.

3 A large island in the gulf, not far from Ormuz. The Sultana raisin of commerce is the grape of Kishma.

Fresh smell the shores of Araby,
While breezes from the Indian sea
Blow round Selama's à sainted cape,

And curl the shining flood beneath,
Whose waves are rich with many a grape,

And cocoa-nut and flowery wreath,
Which pious seamen as they pass'd,
Had tow'rd that holy headland cast
Oblations to the Genii there
For gentle skies and breezes fair!
The nightingale now bends her flight
From the high trees, where all the night

She sung so sweet, with morn to listen ;
And hides her from the morning star

Where thickets of pomegranate glisten
In the clear dawn - bespangled o'er
With dew, whose night drops would not stain
The best and brightest scimitar 2
That ever youthful Sultan wore
On the first morning of his reign!

MOORE

THE SPANISH ARMADA:

ATTEND all ye who list to hear our noble England's

praise, I tell of the thrice-famous deeds she wrought in

ancient days,

· The genuine name of the headland at the entrance of the Gulf, commonly called Cape Musseldom. The Indians, when they pass the promontory, throw cocoa-nuts, fruits, or flowers into the sea, to secure a propitious voyage.

• In speaking of the climate, an author says, “ The dew is of such a pure nature, that if the brightest scimitar should be exposed to it all night, it would not receive the least rust."

When that great fleet invincible against her bore

in vain The richest spoils of Mexico, the stoutest hearts of

Spain. It was about the lovely close of a warm summer

day, There came a gallant merchant-ship full sail to

Plymouth Bay; Her crew hath seen Castile's black fleet, beyond

Aurigny's 1 isle, At earliest twilight, on the waves lie heaving many

a mile; At sunrise she escap'd their van, by God's especial

grace ; And the tall Pinta ?, till the noon, had held her

close in chase. Forthwith a guard at every gun was plac'd along

the wall; The beacon blaz'd upon the roof of Edgecumb's 3 lofty

hall;

Many a light fishing-bark put out to pry along the

coast; And with loose rein and bloody spur rode inland

many a post. While, his white hair unbonneted, the stout old

sheriff comes ; Behind him march the halberdiers, before him

sound the drums; His yeomen, round the market-cross, make clear an

ample space, For there behoves him to set up the standard of her

Grace. And haughtily the trumpets peal, and gaily dance

the bells, As slow upon the labouring wind the royal blazon

swells.
Alderney. : One of the Spanish ships.
8 Near Plymouth.

A A

your blades :

Look how the lion of the sea lifts up his ancient crown,

[down. And underneath his deadly paw treads the gay

lilies So stalk’d he when he turn'd to fight, on that fam'd Picard field,

[shield: Bohemia's, plume, Genoa's bow, and Cæsar's eagle So glar'd he when at Agincourt in wrath he turn'd

to bay, And crush'd and torn beneath his claws the princely

hunter lay. Ho! strike the flag-staff deep, sir knight: ho!

scatter flowers, fair maids : Ho! gunners, fire a loud salute : ho! gallants, draw Thou sun, shine on her joyously - ye breezes, waft her wide;

[pride. Our glorious Semper Eadem 1 the banner of our

The freshening breeze of eve unfurld that banner's The parting gleam of sunshine kiss'd that haughty

scroll of gold ; Night sank upon that dusky beach, and on the

purple sea, Such night in England ne'er had been, nor e'er

again shall be. From Eddystone to Berwick bounds, from Lynn to Milford Bay,

[day; That time of slumber was as bright and busy as the For swift to east and swift to west the warning ra

diance spread; High on St. Michael's Mount 2 it shone - it shone

on Beachy Head. 3

massy fold,

1 The motto of Queen Elizabeth.

* A remarkable insulated rock opposite the town of Marazion in Cornwall, connected with the mainland by a causeway over the sands.

3 Sussex.

Far on the deep the Spaniards saw, along each

southern shire, Cape beyond cape, in endless range, those twinkling

points of fire; The fisher left his skiff to rock on Tamaris 1 glit-.

tering waves, The rugged miners pour'd to war from Mendip's 2

sunless caves. O'er Longleat's 3 towers, o'er Cranbourn's 4 oaks,

, He rous'd the shepherds of Stonehenge, the rangers

of Beaulieu. 5 Right sharp and quick the bells all night rang out

from Bristol town, And ere the day three hundred horse had met on

Clifton down; The sentinel on Whitehall Gate look'd forth into

the night, And saw o’erhanging Richmond Hill the streak of

bloodshed light; Then bugle's note and cannon's roar the death-like

silence broke, And with one start, and with one cry, the royal city

woke: At once on all her stately gates arose the answering At once the wild alarum clash'd from all her reeling

spires ;

fires;

Rises in Cornwall and flows into Plymouth Sound, forming, almost entirely throughout its course, the boundary be. tween Cornwall and Devonshire.

· The Mendip hills contain zinc, calamine, and other minerals, and are celebrated for the cavern at Wokey, which yields only in extent to the Peak,

3 Near Warminster, Wilts, the seat of the Marquis of Bath. 4 Cranbourne chase, Dorsetshire, 5 New Forest, Hampshire.

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