'Twas in the prime of summer time,
She blessed me with her hand;
We strayed together, deeply blest,
Into the Dreaming Land.

The laughing bridal roses blow,
To dress her dark brown hair;
No maiden may with her compare,
Most beautiful, most rare!

I clasped it on her sweet cold hand,
The precious golden link;

I calmed her fears, and she was calm,
"Drink, pretty creature, drink!"

And so I won my Genevieve,

And walked in Paradise;
The fairest thing that ever grew
Atween me and the skies.

Hood.
Hoyt.

Mrs. Edwards.
Cornwall.

Patmore.

Bayard Taylor.
Brailsford.
Read.

Browning.
Smith.
Coleridge.
Wordsworth.

Coleridge.
Hervey.
Wordsworth.
Osgood.

CENTO FROM POPE.

'Tis education forms the common mind;

A mighty maze! but not without a plan.

Ask of the learned the way? The learned are blind;
The proper study of mankind is man.

A little learning is a dangerous thing;

Some have at first for wits, then poets passed-
See from each clime the learned their incense bring,
For rising merit will buoy up at last.

Tell (for you can) what is it to be wise.-
Virtue alone is happiness below;

Honor and shame from no condition rise,

And all our knowledge is ourselves to know.

Who shall decide when doctors disagree?
One truth is clear, whatever is, is right.
Since men interpret texts, why should not we
Read them by day and meditate by night?

Cling to the Gracious One,

Cling in thy pain;
Cling to the Faithful One,
He will sustain.

Cling to the Living One,
Cling in thy woe;
Cling to the Loving One,

Through all below:

Cling to the Pardoning One,

He speaketh peace; Cling to the Healing One, Anguish shall cease.

Cling to the Bleeding One,

Cling to His side; Cling to the Risen One,

In Him abide;

Cling to the Coming One,

Hope shall arise;

Cling to the Reigning One;

Joy lights thine eyes.

Ps. cxvi. 5.
Ps. lv. 4.

1 Thess. v. 24.
Ps. xxviii. 8.

Heb. vii. 25.
Ps. lxxxvi. 7.
1 John iv. 16.
Rom. viii. 38, 39.
Isa. lv. 7.
John xiv. 27.
Exod. xv. 26.

Ps. cxlvii. 3.

1 John i. 7.
John xx. 27.
Rom. vi. 9.
John xv. 4.

Rev. xxii. 20.
Titus ii. 13.

Ps. xcvii. 1.

Ps. xvi. 11.

THE RETURN OF ISRAEL.

I will surely gather the remnant of Israel.-MICAH ii. 12.

And the Temple again shall be built,

And filled as it was of yore;

And the burden be lift from the heart of the world,
And the nations all adore;

Prayers to the throne of Heaven,
Morning and eve shall rise,
And unto and not of the Lamb

Shall be the sacrifice.-P. J. BAILEY.

In many strange and Gentile lands

Where Jacob's scattered sons are driven, With longing eyes and lifted hands,

They wait Messiah's sign from heaven.

The cup of fury they have quaffed,
Till fainted like a weary flock;

But Heaven will soon withdraw the draught,
And give them waters from the rock.

What though their bodies, as the ground,
Th' Assyrian long has trodden o'er!
Zion, a captive daughter bound,

Shall rise to know her wrong no more.

Micah v. 8.

Jer. xxiii. 8, Lam. i. 17.

Matth. xxiv. 30.

Isa. li. 17.

Isa. li. 20.

Isa. li. 22.

Exod. xvii. 6.

Isa. li. 23.

Isa. lii. 4.

Isa. lii. 2.

Isa. liv. 3, 4.

The veil is passing from her eyes,
The King of Nations she shall see;
Judea! from the dust arise!

Thy ransomed sons return to thee!
How gorgeous shall thy land appear,
When, like the jewels of a bride,
Thy broken bands, all gathered there,
Shall clothe thy hills on every side!
When on thy mount, as prophets taught,
Shall shine the throne of David's Son;
The Gospel's latest triumphs brought

Where first its glorious course begun.
Gentiles and Kings, who thee oppressed,
Shall to thy gates with praise repair;
A fold of flocks shall Sharon rest,

And clustered fruits its vineyard bear.
Then shall an Eden morn illume
Earth's fruitful vales, without a thorn:
The wilderness rejoice and bloom,

And nations in a day be born.
The LORD his holy arm makes bare;
Zion! thy cheerful songs employ !

Thy robes of bridal beauty wear,

And shout, ye ransomed race, for joy!

2 Cor. iii. 16.
Zech. xiv. 9.
Isa. iii. 2.
Jer. xxxi. 17.

Isa. liv. 12.
Isa. xlix. 18.
Zech. xi. 14.
Isa. xlix. 18.

Isa. xxiv. 23.
Ezek. xxxvii. 22.
Micah iv. 2.
Luke xxiv. 47.

Isa. lx. 14.

Isa. lx. 11.
Isa. lxv. 10.
Joel ii. 22.

Isa. 1. 3.
Isa. lv. 13.
Isa. xxxv. 1.
Zech. ii. 11.

Isa. lii. 10.
Zeph. iii. 14.
Isa. lii. 1.
Isa. lii. 9.

Maccaroni.

"A TREATISE OF WINE."

THE following specimen of maccaroni verse, from the commonplace book of Richard Hilles, who died in 1535, is probably the best of its kind extant. The scriptural allusions and the large intermixture of Latin evidently point to the refectory of some genial monastery as its source:—

The best tree if ye take intent,

Inter ligna fructifera,

Is the vine tree by good argument,
Dulcia ferens pondera.

Saint Luke saith in his Gospel,
Arbor fructu noscitur,

The vine beareth wine as I you tell,
Hinc aliis præponitur.

The first that planted the vineyard,
Manet in coeli gaudio,

His name was Noe, as I am learned,
Genesis testimonio.

God gave unto him knowledge and wit,
A quo procedunt omnia,
First of the grape wine for to get,
Propter magna mysteria.

Melchisedek made offering,
Dando liquorem vineum,
Full mightily sacrafying
Altaris sacraficium.

The first miracle that Jesus did,

Erat in vino rubeo,

In Cana of Galilee it betide,
Testante Evangelio.

He changed water into wine,
Aquæ rubescunt hydriæ,

And bade give it to Archetcline,

Ut gustet tunc primarie.

Like as the rose exceedeth all flowers,

Inter cuncta florigera,

So doth wine all other liquors,

Dans multa salutifera.

David, the prophet, saith that wine

Lætificat cor hominis,

It maketh men merry if it be fine,
Est ergo digni nominis.

The malicoli fumosetive

Quæ generat tristitiam,

It causeth from the heart to rise,
Tollens omnem mostitiam.

The first chapter specified,

Libra ecclesiastici,

That wine is music of cunning delight,

Lætificat cor clerici.

Sirs, if ye will see Boyce,

De disciplina scholarium,

There shall ye see without misse,
Quod vinum acuit ingenium.

First, when Ypocras should dispute,
Cum viris sapientibus,

Good wine before was his pursuit,
Acumen præbens sensibus.

It quickeneth a man's spirit and his mind,
Audaciam dat liquentibus.

If the wine be good and well fined,
Prodest sobrie bibentibus.

Good wine received moderately,
Mox cerebrum lætificat,
Natural heat it strengthens pardy,
Omne membrum fortificat.

Drunken also soberly,

Digestionem uberans,

Health it lengthens of the body,

Naturam humanam prosperans.

Good wine provokes a man to sweat,
Et plena lavat viscera,

It maketh men to eat their meat,
Facitque corda prospera.

It nourisheth age if it be good,
Facit ut esset juvenis,

It gendereth in him gentle blood,
Nam venas purgat sanguinis.

Sirs, by all these causes ye should think

Quæ sunt rationabiles,

That good wine should be best of all drink Inter potus potabiles.

Fill the cup well! Bellamye,

Potum jam mihi ingere,

I have said till my lips be dry,
Vellum nunc vinum bibere.

Wine drinkers all, with great honor,

Semper laudate Dominum,
The which sendeth the good liquor
Propter salutem hominum.