Many devils the artist had painted of yore;
But he never had tried a live angel before,
St. Anthony, help him and save!

7.

He yielded, alas! for the truth must be told,

To the Woman, the Tempter, and Fate:

It was settled the lady, so fair to behold,

Should elope from her husband, so ugly and old,
With the Painter, so pious of late.

8.

Now Satan exults in his vengeance complete;
To the husband he makes the scheme known:
Night comes, and the lovers impatiently meet;
Together they fly; they are seized in the street,
And in prison the Painter is thrown.

9.

With Repentance, his only companion, he lies,
And a dismal companion is she!

On a sudden, he saw the Old Enemy rise: "Now, you villanous dauber!" Sir Beelzebub cries, "You are paid for your insults to me!

10.

"But my tender heart you may easily move,

If to what I propose you agree;

That picture, be just! the resemblance improve; Make a handsomer portrait; your chains I'll remove, And you shall this instant be free."

11.

Overjoyed, the conditions so easy he hears:
"I'll make you quite handsome!" he said.
He said, and his chain on the Devil appears:
Released from his prison, released from his fears,
The Painter is snug in his bed.

12.

At morn he arises, composes his look,

And proceeds to his work as before:

The people beheld him, the culprit they took; They thought that the Painter his prison had broke, And to prison they led him once more.

13.

They open the dungeon; — behold, in his place

In the corner old Beelzebub lay!

He smirks and he smiles, and he leers with a grace, That the Painter might catch all the charms of

his face,

Then vanished in lightning away.

14.

Quoth the Painter, "I trust you'll suspect me no

more,

Since you find my assertions were true:

But I'll alter the picture above the church-door,
For he never vouchsafed me a sitting before,

And I must give the Devil his due."

WESTBURY, 1798.

ST. MICHAEL'S CHAIR.

"KNOW all men that the most holy Father Gregory, in the year from the incarnation of our Lord 1070, bearing an affection of extraordinary devoutness to the Church of St. Michael's Mount, has piously granted to all the faithful who shall reach or visit it, with their oblations and alms, a remission of a third part of their penances." - At the beginning of the fifteenth century, "Because, it was said, this privilege is still unknown to many, therefore we, the servants of God and the ministers of this church in Christ, do require and request of all of you who possess the care of souls, for the sake of mutual accommodation, to publish these words in your respective churches; that your parishioners and subjects may be more carefully animated to a greater exhortation of devoutness, and may more gloriously in pilgrimages frequent this place, for the gracious attainment of the gifts and indulgences aforesaid." From this publication of the privilege did undoubtedly commence that numerous resort of pilgrims to the church which Carew 'intimates; and of which Norden, who generally is the mere copier of Carew, yet is here the enlarger of him, says, "The mount hath been much resorted unto by pilgrims in devotion to St. Michael." Then, too, was framed assuredly that seat on the tower, which is so ridiculously described by Carew, as 66 a little without the castle, -a bad seat in a craggy place, — somewhat dangerous for access;" when it is a chair composed of stones projecting from the two sides of the tower-battlements, and uniting into a kind of basin for a seat just at the south-western angle, but elevated above the battlements on

each side, having its back just within, and hanging high over the rocky precipice below. It thus "appears somewhat dangerous" indeed, but not merely "for access," though the climber to it must actually turn his whole body at that altitude to take his seat in it, but from the altitude itself, and from its projection over the precipice. It also appears an evident addition to the building. And it was assuredly made at this period, not for the ridiculous purpose to which alone it professedly ministers at present, that of enabling women who sit in it to govern their husbands afterwards, but for such of the pilgrims as had stronger heads and bolder spirits, to complete their devotions at the mount by sitting in this St. Michael's Chair, as denominated, and there showing themselves as pilgrims to the country round. — Whitaker's Supplement to the First and Second Book of Polwhele's History of Cornwall, pp. 6, 7.

MERRILY, merrily rung the bells,

The bells of St. Michael's tower,

When Richard Penlake and Rebecca his wife
Arrived at St. Michael's door.

Richard Penlake was a cheerful man,

Cheerful and frank and free;

But he led a sad life with Rebecca his wife,
For a terrible shrew was she.

Richard Penlake a scolding would take,
Till patience availed no longer;

Then Richard Penlake his crab-stick would take,
And show her that he was the stronger.

Rebecca his wife had often wished

To sit in St. Michael's chair;
For she should be the mistress then,
If she had once sat there.

It chanced that Richard Penlake fell sick;
They thought he would have died:
Rebecca his wife made a vow for his life,
As she knelt by his bed-side.

"Now hear my prayer, St. Michael! and spare My husband's life," quoth she;

"And to thine altar we will go, Six marks to give to thee."

Richard Penlake repeated the vow;

For woundily sick was he:

"Save me, St. Michael! and we will go, Six marks to give to thee."

When Richard grew well, Rebecca his wife

Teased him by night and by day: "O mine own dear! for you I fear, If we the vow delay."

Merrily, merrily rung the bells,

The bells of St. Michael's tower,

When Richard Penlake and Rebecca his wife Arrived at St. Michael's door.