Assume, to take again.

Wont, used, in the

habit.

Realms, kingdoms.

Multiplied reverberations, echoes repeated

again and again.

Long, and thin, and grey were the locks that 30 shaded his temples;

But, as he lay in the morning light, his face

for a moment

Seemed to assume

*

[earlier manhood;

once more the forms of its

So are wont* to be changed the faces of those
that are dying.

Then through those realms* of shade, in multi-
plied reverberations,*

Heard he that cry of pain, and through the 35
hush that succeeded

Whispered a gentle voice, in accents tender
and saint-like,—
[into silence.
"Gabriel! O my beloved!" and died away
Then he beheld, in a dream, once more the
home of his childhood;

Green Acadian * meadows, with sylvan rivers
among them,

Acadia (now called Village, and mountain, and woodlands; and, 40 walking under their shadow,

Nova Scotia) was ceded by France to England in 1713,without consulting the

wishes of the inha

bitants. Some time after, during the war

between England and

France in Canada, the
Acadians were

sus

pected of having as

sisted the French with provisions and ammu

nition. The British

Government ordered them to be removed

from their homes, and

their lands and goods

confiscated to the

Crown.

As in the days of her youth, Evangeline rose
in his vision.

Tears came into his eyes; and as slowly he
lifted his eyelids,

Vanished the vision away, but Evangeline knelt
by his bedside.

Vainly he strove to whisper her name, for the
accents unuttered

Died on his lips, and their motion revealed 45
what his tongue would have spoken.
Vainly he strove to rise; and Evangeline,
kneeling beside him,

Kissed his dying lips, and laid his head on her
bosom.

Sweet was the light of his eyes; but it sud-
denly sank into darkness,

As when a lamp is blown out by a gust of

wind at a casement.

All was ended now; the hope, and the fear, 50

and the sorrow,

All the aching of heart, the restless, unsatis

fied longing,

All the dull, deep pain, and constant anguish

of patience!

And, as she pressed once more the lifeless head
to her bosom,

Meekly she bowed her own, and murmured,
66 Father, I thank Thee!"

THE ARMADA.*—Macaulay.

ATTEND, all ye who list to hear our noble List, desire, please.
England's praise;

I tell of the thrice famous deeds she wrought
in ancient days,*

When that great fleet invincible* against her
bore in vain,

The richest spoils of Mexico,* the stoutest hearts of Spain.

5 It was about the lovely close of a warm summer's day,

ΤΟ

There came a gallant merchant-ship full sail
to Plymouth bay ;

*

Her crew had seen Castile's black fleet,* beyond
Aurigny's* isle,

At earliest twilight, on the waves lie heaving
many a mile.

At sunrise she escaped 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 placed
along the wall;

The beacon blazed upon the roof of Edg-
cumbe's lofty hall;

Many a light fishing bark put out, to
along the coast;

pry

*

Ancient days, the times long past.

Invincible, not to be

conquered.

Mexico, a country of

North America, conquered by the Spaniards in 1579.

Beacon, a fire lighted to give the alarm. Edgcumbe's lofty hall,

a mansion overlook ing Plymouth.

And with loose rein, and bloody spur, rode Pry, to watch nar

inland many a post.*

15 With his white hair unbonneted,* the stout old sheriff* comes;

20

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.

rowly.
Post, messenger.
Unbonneted, un-
covered.
Sheriff, the

shire

reeve, or steward of

a shire or county Halberdiers, soldiers armed with a pole, having on one side an

axe, on the other a sharp dagger.

Yeomen, common sol

diers.
Behoves, &c., it is

right that he' should

do so.

Blazon, the standard

on which appeared the arms of England.

*The Armada, a great fleet sent by Philip II. of Spain, to crush England, under Elizabeth, sailed from Lisbon, May 19th, 1588. It was almost totally destroyed

Lion of the sea, Eng- Look how the Lion of the sea lifts up his

land.

Lilies, the emblems of France.

Picard field, the battle

of Cressy fought in

1346 by Edward III. and his son, the

Black Prince, when

the French were totally defeated. Bohemia's plume, the plume of John, the blind King of Bohemia. It consisted

of three ostrich feathers, with the motto, "Ich Dien," I serve. The Black Prince

ancient crown,

And underneath his deadly paw treads the
gay lilies* down.

So

stalked he when he turned to flight, on
that famed Picard field,*

Bohemia's plume,* and Genoa's bow,* and
Cæsar's eagle shield.

So glared he when, at Agincourt,* in wrath he _25
turned to bay,

And crushed and torn beneath his claws the
princely hunters lay.

Ho! strike the flagstaff deep, Sir Knight!
ho! scatter flowers, fair maids!
gunners! fire a loud salute: ho! gallants,*
draw your blades:

Ho,

adopted this, and it Thou sun, shine on her joyously! ye breezes,

has since been used

by all the Princes of Wales.

Genoa's bow, the archers of Genoa. Agincourt, a battle fought in 1415, in

which the French
were defeated.

Gallants, brave men.
Semper eadem,
ways the same.

al

Eddystone, a reef of rocks in the English Channel, now famous

for the lighthouse

there.

Berwick, a town in

waft her wide!

Our glorious SEMPER EADEM !* the banner of 30 our pride!

The freshening breeze of eve unfurled that
banner's massy fold—

The parting gleam of sunshine kissed that
haughty scroll of gold :

[purple sea;
Night sunk upon the dusky beach, and on the
Such night in England ne'er had been, nor

ne'er again shall be.

From Eddystone* to Berwick * bounds, from 35
Lynn* to Milford Bay,*

[as the day; the extreme north of That time of slumber was as bright and busy

England.

Lynn, a seaport in

Norfolk.

For swift to east and swift to west the ghastly
war-flame spread-

Milford Bay, in Pem- High on St. Michael's Mount* it shone—it
broke, Wales.
shone on Beachy Head:

St. Michael's Mount,

a granite rock in Far on the deep the Spaniard saw, along each Mount's Bay, Corn

wall.

southern shire,

Beachy Head, the Cape beyond cape, in endless range, those 40

Tamar, a river in The fisher left his skiff to rock on Tamar's*

The rugged miners poured to war from Men-
dip's sunless caves;

O'er Longleat's towers, o'er Cranbourne's oaks,
the fiery herald flew,

He roused the shepherds of Stonehenge *—the
rangers of Beaulieu.*

45 Right sharp and quick the bells rang out all

night from Bristol * town;

And ere the day three hundred horse had met
on Clifton Down.*

The sentinel on Whitehall* gate looked forth
into the night,

And saw o'erhanging Richmond Hill* the
streak of blood-red light:

Then bugle's note and cannon's roar the death-
like silence broke,

*

[city woke; Royal city, London. 50 And with one start, and with one cry, the royal At once on all her stately gates arose the answering fires;

At once the wild alarum clashed from all her
reeling spires;

From all the batteries* of the Tower* pealed Batteries, places

loud the voice of fear,

where cannon are mounted.

And all the thousand masts of Thames sent The Tower, the anback a louder cheer: *

55 And from the furthest wards rush of hurrying feet,

*

cient fortress in London.

was heard the Louder cheer, the seamen of the ships lying in the river Thames, close to the Tower,

And the broad streams of pikes and flags
dashed down each roaring street;
And broader still became the blaze, and louder
still the din,

As fast from every village round the horse
came spurring in ;

*

cheered SO

loudly

and heartily that the

sound of their voices

was heard above the

roar of the cannon. Wards, divisions of the city.

And eastward straight from wild Blackheath Blackheath, in Kent,

the warlike errand went ;

60 And roused in many an ancient hall the gallant
squires of Kent:

Southward, from Surrey's pleasant hills flew
those bright couriers * forth;

*

High on bleak Hampstead's swarthy moor,
they started for the north;

a suburb of London. At this time it was a wild moor.

Couriers, messengers. Hampstead, one of the heights on the north-west of Lon

And on, and on, without a pause, untired they don.
bounded still;

All night from tower to tower they sprang;
they sprang from hill to hill:

65 Till the proud Peak* unfurled the flag o'er
Darwin's rocky dales; [hills of Wales;
Till, like volcanoes, flared to heaven the stormy
Till twelve fair counties saw the blaze on Mal-
vern's lonely height;

*

Peak, a hilly district

in Derbyshire.
Darwin,

the Derwent, a river rising in the Peak and flowing into the Trent. Malvern Hills, Worcestershire.

in

Till streamed in crimson on the wind the The Wrekin, a hill in

*

Wrekin's crest of light;

Shropshire

Ely's, &c., the cathedral of Ely, Cambridgeshire.

Belvoir, a castle in
Leicestershire.-
Trent, a river 180
miles long, rises in
Staffordshire.

Skiddaw, a mountain
in Cumberland.

Gaunt's, &c., Lancaster Castle.

Carlisle, а border

Till broad and fierce the star came forth on
Ely's stately fane,

*

And town and hamlet rose in arms o'er all the
boundless plain ;

Till Belvoir's* lordly terraces the sign to Lin-
coln sent,

And Lincoln sped the message on o'er the wide
vale of Trent; *

Till Skiddaw* saw the fire that burnt on
Gaunt's embattled pile,

*

English town, in And the red glare on Skiddaw roused the burghers of Carlisle.*

Cumberland.

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PARADISE AND THE PERI.-Moore.

THOMAS MOORE (1779-1852), the most popular of Irish poets, was born in Dublin. Chief poems: Lalla Rookh (Tulip-Cheek), a brilliant series of Oriental tales, published in 1817. It became very popular from its rich colouring and Oriental spirit. The Irish Melodies, which are remarkable for their beauty and simplicity. Moore also wrote the Life of Byron.

*

Peri, an imaginary ONE morn a Peri* at the gate
Of Eden stood, disconsolate;
And as she listened to the springs

being like a fairy, represented as a descendant of fallen

angels shut out from

Paradise until their

time of accomplished. Disconsolate, sorrow

penance is

ful, sad.
Portal, gate.
Recreant, false.

Of life within, like music flowing,
And caught the light upon her wings

*

Through the half-open portal * glowing,
She wept to think her recreant race
Should e'er have lost that glorious place.
"How happy," exclaimed this child of air,
"Are the holy spirits who wander there,

Mid flowers that never shall fade or fall!
Though mine are the gardens of earth and sea,
And the stars themselves have flowers for me,

One blossom of heaven outblooms them all!
Though sunny the lake of cool Cashmere,*
With its plane-tree isle reflected clear,

And sweetly the founts of that valley fall-
Though bright are the waters of Sing-su-hay,
And the golden floods* that thitherward stray-
Yet, oh! 'tis only the blest can say

How the waters of heaven outshine them all!
Go, wing thy flight from star to star,
From world to luminous* world, as far

As the universe spreads its flaming wall:

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