By torch and trumpet fast array'd Then shook the hills, with thunder riven, And louder than the bolts of heaven, But redder yet that light shall glow 'Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Few, few shall part where many meet! Shall be a soldier's sepulchre ! * FRANK.-Here equivalent to Frenchman. HUN.-Here equivalent to Austrian. MUNICH.-Capital city of Bavaria. Here to be taken as repre senting the nation. The Soldier's Bream. UR bugles sang truce, for the night-cloud had lower'd, And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky; And thousands had sunk on the ground over power'd, The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring fagot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track: "Twas autumn- -and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the cornreapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping friends never to part: My little ones kiss'd me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobb'd aloud in her fulness of heart: "Stay, stay with us-rest, thou are weary and worn ;" And fain was their war-broken soldier to stay; But sorrow return'd with the dawning of morn, And the voice in my dreaming ear melted away. Live in Lobe; 'tis Pleasant Living. BE not harsh and unforgiving; Turn not thou again and rend him, Show him love hath been thy teacher; Gentleness is e'er forgiving- Why be angry with each other? Meekness a celestial beauty. Kindly words, when spoke in season, Charity's a cure for railing, Let thy loving be a passion, Scorn to call thee friend or brother: CONDER. -0 The Laplander. Lapland is a country in the extreme north of Europe. In the summer the sun remains above the horizon for many weeks without setting, and in the winter for a similar time never appears. The darkness in winter, however, is relieved by the great amount of moonlight, and by the Aurora Borealis. WITH blue cold nose, and wrinkled brow, From Lapland's woods, and hills of frost, Where tapering grows the gloomy fir, Where the wild hare and the crow Whiten in surrounding snow; Where the shivering huntsmen tear Their fur coats from the grim white bear; Prowl among the lonely rocks; |