I pledge her not in any cheerful cup,
Nor care to sit beside her where she sits-
Ah pity-hint it not in human tones,
But breathe it into earth and close it up
With secret death for ever, in the pits
Which some green Christmas crams
(with weary bones.

SONG.

LADY, let the rolling drums

Beat to battle where thy warrior stands: Now thy face across his fancy comes,

And gives the battle to his hands.

Lady, let the trumpets blow,

Clasp thy little babes about thy knee: Now their warrior father meets the foe, And strikes him dead for thine and thee.

SONG.

HOME they brought him slain with spears.
They brought him home at even-fall:
All alone she sits and hears
Echoes in his empty hall,

Sounding on the morrow.

The Sun peep'd in from open field,
The boy began to leap and prance,
Rode his father's lance,
upon
Beat upon his father's shield

"Ohush, my joy, my sorrow."

ON A MOURNER.

NATURE, so far as in her lies,
Imitates God, and turns her face

To every land beneath the skies,

Counts nothing that she meets with base,
But lives and loves in every place;

NORTHERN FARMER.
NEW STYLE.
I.

DOSN'T thou 'ear my 'erse's legs, as they canters awaäy?
Proputty, proputty, proputty-that's what I 'ears 'em saäy.
Proputty, proputty, proputty-Sam, thou's an ass for thy paaïns:
Theer's moor sense i' one o' 'is iegs nor in all thy braaïns.

II.

Woä-theer's a craw to pluck wi' tha, Sam: yon's parson's 'ouse-
Dosn't thou knaw that a man mun be eäther a man or a mouse?
Time to think on it then; for thou'll be twenty to weeäk. *
Proputty, proputty-woä then woä-let ma 'ear mysén speäk.

III.

Me an' thy muther, Sammy, 'as beän a-talkin' o' thee;

*This week.

Thou's been talkin' to muther, an' she beän a tellin' it me.
Thou'll not marry for muny-thou's sweet upo' parson's lass
Noä-thou'll marry for luvv-an' we boäth on us thinks tha an ass.

IV.

Seeä'd her todaäy goä by-Saäint's-daay-they was ringing the bells. She's abeauty thou thinks-an' soä is scoors o' gells,

Them as 'as munny an' all-wot's a beauty?-the flower as blaws. But proputty, proputty sticks: an' proputty, proputty graws.

V.

Do'ant be stunt: taäke time: I knaws what maäkes tha sa mad.
Warn't I craäzed fur the lasses mysén when I wur a lad?
But I knaw'd a Quaäker feller as often 'as towd ma this:
,,Doänt thou marry for munny, but goä wheer munny is!"

VI.

An' I went wheer munny war: an' thy mother coom to 'and,
Wi' lots o' munny laaïd by, an' a nicetish bit o' land.
Maäybe she warn't a beauty:-I niver giv it a thowt

But warn't she as good to cuddle an' kiss as a lass ass 'ant' nowt?

VII.

Parson's lass 'ant nowt, an' she weänt 'a nowt when 'e's dead,
Mun be a guvness, lad, or summut, and addle † her bread:
Why? fur e's nobbut a curate, anweänt niver git naw 'igher;
An' 'e maäde the bed as 'e ligs on afoor 'e coom'd to the shire.

VIII.

An thin 'e coom'd to the parish wi' lots o 'Varsity debt,

Stook to his taaïl they did, an' 'e 'ant got shut on 'em yet.

An' 'e ligs on 'is back i' the grip, wi' noän to lend 'im a shove,
Wo orse nor a far welter'd § yowe: fur, Sammy, 'e married fur luvv.

IX.

Luvv? what's luvv? thou can luvv thy lass an' 'er munny too,
Maakin' 'em goä togither as they've good right to do.

Could'n I luvv thy muther by cause o' 'er munny laaïd by?
Naäy-fur I luvv'd 'er a vast sight moor fur it: roäson why.

Ay an' thy muther says thou

wants to marry the lass,

Cooms of a gentleman burn: an' we boäth on us thinks tha an ass.
Woä then, proputty, wiltha? an ass as near as mays nowt **
the bees is as fell as owt. tt
XI.

Woa then, wiltha? danghta!

Break me a bit o' the esh for his 'eäd, lad, out o' the fence!
Gentleman burn! what's gentleman burn? is it shillins an' pence?
Proputty, proputty's ivrything 'ere an', Sammy, I'm blest
If it isn't the saäme oop yonder, fur them as 'as it's the best.

XII.

Tis'n them as 'as munny as breaks into 'ouses an' steäls,
Them as 'as coats to their backs an' taäkes their regular meals.
Noä, but it's them as niver knaws wheer a meäls to be 'ad.
Taäke my word ford it, Sammy, the poor in a loomp is bad.

XIII.

Them or thir feythers, tha sees, mun 'a beän a laäzy lot,

* Obstinate.

§ Or fow-welter'd, **Makes nothing.

+ Earn.

said of a sheep lying on its back in the furrow. + The flies are as fierce as anything.

Fur work mun 'a gone to the gittin' whiniver munny was got.
Feyther 'ad ammost nowt; leästwaays 'is munny was 'id.
But 'e tued an' moil'd 'issén deäd, an 'e died a good un, 'e did.

XIV.

Loook thou theer wheer Wrigglesby beck comes out by the 'ill!
Feyther run up to the farm, an' I runs up to the mill;
An' I'll run up to the brig, an' that thou'll live to see;
And if thou marries a good un I'll leave the land to thee.

XV.

Thim's my noätions, Sammy, wheerby I means to stick;
But if thou marries a bad un, I'll leave the land to Dick.
Coom oop, proputty, proputty that's what I 'ears 'im saäy
Proputty, proputty, proputty
canter an' canter awaäy.

I will be all alone with all I love,
And kiss her on the lips. She is his no more:
The dead returns to me, and I go down
To kiss the dead."

The fancy stirr'd him so He rose and went, and entering the dim (vault,

And, making there a sudden light, beheld
All round about him that which all will be.
The light was but a flash, and went again.
Then at the far end of the vault he saw
His lady with the moonlight on her face;
Her breast as in a shadow-prison, bars
Of black and bands of silver, which the moon
Struck from an open grating overhead
High in the wall, and all the rest of her
Drown'd in the gloom and horror of the
(vault.

He came in, and now striding fast, and now
Sitting awhile to rest, but evermore
Holding his golden burthen in his arms,
So bore her thro' the solitary land
Back to the mother's house where she was
(born.

There the good mother's kindly ministering,
With half a night's appliances, recall'd
Her fluttering life: she rais'd an eye that
(ask'd

Where?" till the things familiar to her
(youth

Had made a silent answer: then she spoke
Here! and how came I here?" and learning it
(They told her somewhat rashly as I think)
At once began to wander and to wail,
"Ay, but you know that you must give me
(back:

Send! bid him come;" but Lionel was away-
Stung by his loss had vanish'd, none knew

(where.

It was my wish," he said, "to pass, to sleep, To rest, to be with her till the great day Peal'd on us with that music which rights,He (all,

And raised us hand in hand." And kneeling (there

Down in the dreadful dust that once was (man,

Dust, as he said, that once was loving hearts,
Hearts that had beat with such a love as
(mine-

Not such as mine, no, nor for such as her —
He softly put his arm about her neck
And kiss'd her more than once, till helpless
(death

And silence made him bold
(wrong him,

nay,

but I

He reverenced his dear lady even in death; But, placing his true hand upon her heart, ,,O, you warm heart," he moan'd,,,not even (death

Can chill you all at once:" then starting, (thought

His dreams had come again. „Do I wake or (sleep?

Or am I made immortal, or my love Mortal once more?" It beat the heart(it beat:

Faint but it beat; at which his own began
To pulse with such a vehemence that it
(drown'd

The feebler motion underneath his hand.
But when at last his doubts were satisfied,
He raised her softly from the sepulchre,
And, wrapping her all over with the cloak

casts me out," she wept, „and goes"
That seeming something, yet was nothing,
(a wail
(born

Not from believing mind, but shatter'd nerve,
At some precipitance in her burial.
Yet haunting Julian, as her own reproof
Then, when her own true spirit had return'd,
"O yes,and you," she said,,,and none but you.
For you have given me life and love again,
And you shall give me back when he re-
And none but you yourself shall tell him of it,

(turns."

"Stay then a little," answer'd Julian,,,here,
And keep yourself, none knowing, to your-
(self;

And I will do your will. I may not stay,
No, not an hour; but send me notice of him
And I will make a solemn offering of you
When he returns, and then will I return,
"And I will do our will, and none shall
To him you love." And faintly she replied,
(know."

Not know? with such a secret to be known. But all their house was old and loved them (both,

And all the house had known the loves of
(both;

Had died almost to serve them any way,
And all the land was waste and solitary:
And then he rode away; but after this,
An hour or two, Camilla's travail came