In dreams his song of triumph heard; Then wore his monarch's signet ring: Then pressed that monarch's throne, a king; As wild his thoughts, and gay of wing, As Eden's garden-bird. 2. At midnight, in the forest shades, There, had the Persian's thousands stood, And now there breathed that haunted air 3. An hour passed on-the Turk awoke: That bright dream was his last; He woke to hear his sentries shriek, 66 To arms! they come! the Greek! the Greek!” He woke to die 'midst flame, and smoke, And shout, and groan, and saber stroke. And death-shots, falling thick and fast "Strike! till the last armed foe expires; 4. They fought, like brave men, long and well; They piled that ground with Moslem slain, They conquered-but Bozzaris fell, Bleeding at every vein. His few surviving comrades saw His smile, when rang the proud hurrah! And the red field was won; Then saw, in death, his eyelids close, Like flowers at set of sun. 5 Come to the bridal chamber, Death! That close the pestilence, are broke, With banquet-song, and dance, and wine, The groan, the knell, the pall, the bier; 6. But, to the hero, when his sword Greece nurtured, in her glory's time, We tell thy doom without a sigh; For thou art Freedom's now, and Fame's- HALLECK. XXXVII.-ANECDOTES. 1.-BENEVOLENCE. 1. AT a missionary meeting among the negroes in the West Indies, it is related, these three resolutions were adopted. (1.) We will all give something. (2.) We will all give according to our abilities. (3.) We will all give willingly. 2. At the close of the meeting, a leading negro took his seat at a table, with pen and ink, to put down what each came to contribute. Many advanced to the table, and sanded in their contributions, some more and some less. Among the contributors was an old negro, who was very rich, almost as rich as all the rest united. He threw down a small silver coin. "Take dat back again," said the chairman of the meeting. "Dat may be 'cording to de fust resolution, but not 'cording to de second." 3. The rich old man accordingly took it up, and hobbled back to his seat much enraged. One after another came forward, and all giving more than himself, he was ashamed, and again threw a picce of money on the table, saying, "Dar, take dat!" It was a valuable piece of gold, but given so ill-temperedly, that the chairman answered, "No, sir, dat won't do! Dat may be 'cording to de fust and second resolutions, but not 'cording to de third." He was obliged to take it up again. Still angry with himself and all the rest, he sat a long time, until nearly all were gone, and then advanced to the table, with a smile on his countenance, and laid a large sum of money on the table. "Dar, now, berry well," said the presiding negro; "dat will do; dat am 'cording to all de resolutions." 2. A CONSIDERATE DOCTOR. 1. A POOR girl, who had just recovered from a fit of sickness, gathered up her scanty earnings, and went to the doctor's office to settle her bill. Just at the door, the lawyer of the place passed into the office before her, on a similar errand. "Well, doctor," said he, "I believe I am indebted to you, and I should like to know how much." "Yes," said the doctor, "I attended upon you about a week, and what should you charge me for a week's service? or what do you realize, on an average, for a week's service?" 2. "O," said the lawyer, "perhaps seventy-five dollars." "Very well, then, as my time and profession are as valu able as yours, your bill is seventy five dollars." The poor girl's heart sunk within her, for should her pill be any thing like that, how could she ever pay? The lawyer paid his bill and passed out, when the doctor turned to the young woman, and kindly inquired her errand. 3. "I come," said she, "to know what I owe you, although I do not know that I can ever pay you." "I attended you about a week," said he. "Yes, sir!" "What do you carn a week?" "Seventy-five cents." "Is that all?" "Yes, sir." Then your bill is seventy-five cents." The poor girl paid him thankfully, and went back with a light heart. 3.-KILL OR CURE. A DOCTOR was employed by a poor man to attend his wife, who was dangerously ill. The doctor gave a hint that he had fears of not being paid. "I have five pounds," said the man to the doctor," and if you kill or cure, you shall have them." The woman died in the doctor's hands, and after a reasonable time he called for his five pounds. The man asked the doctor if he killed his wife? "No!" แ Then," said the poor man, "you have no legal demand !" XXXVIII.-DAVID'S LAMENT OVER ABSALOM. 1. THE king stood still Till the last echo died; then, throwing off 2. "Alas! my noble boy, that thou shouldst die! 3. Cold is thy brow, my son, and I am chill, Like a rich harp-string, yearning to caress thee, 4. The grave hath won thee. I shall hear the gush And the dark tresses to the soft winds flung; 5. But, oh! when I am stricken, and my heart, Like a bruised reed, is waiting to be broken, Yearn for thine ear, to drink its last, deep token! 6. And now farewell! 'Tis hard to give thee up, If, from this woe, its bitterness had won thee. 7. He covered up his face, and bowed himself, WILLIS XXXIX.-CHARACTER OF THE IRISH PEASANTRY. 1. THE Irish people have been as little known to, as they have been grossly defamed by the rest of Europe. The Irish peasantry, who necessarily compose the great body of the population, combine in their character many of those sin. |